Season’s greetings 2020

Santa,

My parents have assured me of your ongoing existence
so I’m asking that this year you try to keep a social distance.
My stocking this year won’t be hung at the bottom of my bed:
you’ll find it six feet distant on the landing floor instead.
Please refrain from touching items in the living room, and when, sir,
you arrive please use immediately the nearby soap dispenser.
I’ve catered for your visit with the usual festive snack.
The plate this year is paper: please remove it in your sack.

Santa, I can’t say that I envy you your endless yearly task.
But if you come to ours on Xmas Eve for Christ’s sake wear a mask.