12/22/2025
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โTwas the day before Christmas,
But there was no cheer.
No jingle bells jingled, no sound of reindeer.
The word had got out that Santa was sick.
Thereโd be no friendly visit from jolly St. Nick.
The people were sad; no gaiety sounded.
For Christmas had come, but Santa was grounded.
He walked down the street, but what should he see,
On a small sign was, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ฉ๐๐ฎ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ก๐ฎ ๐พ๐๐๐ง๐ค๐ฅ๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ - ๐ฟ๐ง. ๐
๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ข๐๐๐๐จ, ๐ฟ๐พ
Now Santa was not one to like a new tactic,
But all else had failed, so heโd try Chiropractic.
He entered the office and saw at a glance,
In a place such as this, illness hasnโt a chance.
For all were smiling, the music was snappy.
With all the patients inside, content and happy.
In a very short time, to judge by the clock,
He was in the adjusting room, talking to Doc.
โIt must be the hurry, the tension and all,
I simply canโt seem to juggle it all.
Life used to be easy, just toys, candy and whistles,
Now I have to dodge drones, gadgets, and missiles.โ
โAnd Doc, take a look at the size of this pack!
Have you any idea what it does to my back?โ
Poor Santa was miserable, just barely able.
With the help of Doc, to get onto the table.
Dr. Jim was gentle, as he checked every vertebra and muscle,
Restoring the pathways that help bodies stay supple.
He spotted the trouble, and then with a corrective click,
Helped free the nerves of the ailing St. Nick.
Clear signals now flowing, Santaโs strength fully drawn,
He jumped off the table as if nothing was ever wrong.
The air was a tingle with a new fallen snow,
And the healthy Kris Kringle was rarinโ to go.
As he went out the door, he threw all a kiss.
Why, it had been centuries since heโd felt as good as this!
Then once more he shouldered the bagful of toys,
His heart overflowing with true Christmas joys.
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ & Happy Holidays ๐๐ ๐๐๐,
๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐!!!
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๐โจโฆ๏ธ ๐๐
