The Prologue

The begin is where is should be. P.S. Philpotus is my principle. XD

Far out in the cornfields of our fair town,

Is the saint to which these travelers bow,

Philpotus, patron of Christmas sharing,

Of generosity, love and caring,

To whom all go in the cold, wintry months,

To ask for luck with their holiday stunts.

To his high pedestal our travelers go

All while they are collecting canned goods, so

That the poor, needier families do not

Go without the food they could not have sot.

Our ten travelers I will now describe,

Please just remember that I was not bribed.

What I intone is truly what I see

I am really this nice without a fee.

Author's Note

Nice start, huh? Heehee.