Satellite Poem by floyd thomas

Satellite



Santa's going to be late tonight, 'cause Rudolph ran into a satellite. Not to worry, fill your heart with joy. 'cause it's going to rain, a sleigh full of toys. They won't break, so don't give a hoot. They are coming down on parachutes. It will be great. Everything alright. 'cause Rudolph ran into a satellite.

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this is my only rap poem..
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