The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

Panic at Santa's Factory

Poor Santa was all in a flap,
with hundreds of presents to wrap.
Influenza had caused
the factory to pause,
and the Elves were taking a nap.

‘I’ll have to recruit all the gnomes.’
‘No way,’ said the Elves, ‘not the gnomes.
Their wrapping is poor,
they’ll drop them for sure.
Please, Santa, don’t ask the gnomes.’

Santa Claus waggled his head,
‘unless you find someone instead,
what else can I do
when you’ve all got the flu,
and you have to stay tucked up in bed?’

So, the Elves made a magical potion,
a potion to get them in motion.
The thought of the gnomes
packing presents for homes,
was certainly not the best notion!

They worked for a day and a night
and Santa helped out with their plight,
and before very long,
with hard work and a song,
they had the delivery in sight.

‘Thank-you,’ said Santa, at last.
‘My journey will have to be fast.
I must fly round the earth
for all I am worth,’
and he left with a flash and a blast.

As Santa flew off on his sleigh
the elves all shouted, ‘hooray!’
Then they started to cough
as the potion wore off
and slept their way through Christmas Day.

About the Writer

Val Harris

Val lives near Farnham with a horse and husband and several grandchildren living nearby, who like to mark her poems out of ten. She used to write for adults, but decided she much preferred writing poetry for children, after her debut poem was published online with The Dirigible Balloon in 2021. Since then, several others have appeared on various balloon flights, and she has had poems published in The Caterpillar Magazine, Paperbound Magazine, The Toy Press and Little Thoughts Press. You can find her as Val Poet on Instagram and @dragontripper Val Poet on Twitter.