My entry for the #santacontest

Santa trudges in, slung with heavyloads,
The Christmas he wishes to people multiply,
With gayness people receive him,
The doldrum face he lightens up.

Snowish beard, inflated feet,
Tentative movements, assured stride,
Gift dispensation, baby crying,
The morose faces he wishes to lighten up.

Out comes Santa once a year,
People revving and always in top gear,
This season a must for his benevolence,
Generosity, the essence of the seasonal presence.