I woke with such a fright when I heard Santa call… “Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!”
I ran to the lawn and in the snowy white drifts, Those nasty reindeer had left “little gifts.”
I got an old shovel and started to scoop Neat little piles of reindeer poop!
But to throw them away seemed such a waste, So I saved them, thinking—you might like a taste!
As I finished my task, which took quite awhile, Old Santa passed by and he sheepishly smiled,
And I heard him exclaim as he sped off in the sky… “Well, they’re not potty trained, but at least they can fly!”
• 1 package of malted milk balls
• 1 package of Mild Duds
• 1 plastic bag
Mix in all in plastic bag and share the fun!