". . .You’ve heard her name often, you might not know her manner, She’s in charge of the Pole, she’s the ultimate planner.
Her character sparkles, her edges aren’t rough, She’s resourceful and funny, yet if pushed around - tough.
With a head on her shoulders, and a spunky hairstyle, She’s the most patient listener, her charm will beguile.
Her eyes so bright, gleam with action and youth, They twinkle and know the clear color of truth.
It’s rumored her smile melts the polar ice caps, It’s FACT that she won Santa’s heart with “Perhaps...”
She sews and she cleans and runs all the machines, And she keeps Elves in line, whatever the means.
She’s pleasantly plump, but one wouldn’t say “Fatty,” Her infectious laugh, makes a church mouse chatty.. . ."
". . . Santa’s suits are tailored, under her careful eye, She watches what he eats, he’s a healthier guy.
Santa can’t leave the Pole, it’s one of the laws, Till his cheek gets kissed, from the Great Mrs. Claus. . ."
excerpt from "The Great Mrs. Clause" by Chris Shoemaker
