Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Running Late

December 24th, the day

The calendar on the wall shown.

Just a short while I meant to stay

Resting the chair on my own.

But doggone if I didn't fall

Asleep while sitting in the chair,

And snoozing through the hours all.

The lateness I was not aware,

But then the Missus yelled at me

That I'd slept through the 24th,

And now the 25th it be,

And I was still stuck in the north.

I've got no time to waste because

Children depend on Santa Claus.