[untitled state of mind]
What do you want from Santa?
I have an idea.
What I would want.
Santa checked his list.
Checked it twice.
Said i'd been both naughty and nice.
i still believe in this shit.
i wonder what the hell the Santa at the mall would say if I went up and said hey.
it's like... going to confession, but instead... you get a gift out of it other than forgiveness.
So, have you been good this past year?
well, i reckon so.
And what would you want for Christmas, ho ho ho?
oh, just this [mention wish(es)]
Well, be good and Merry Christmas.
Thanks, Santa.
Maybe next year.
I have an idea.
What I would want.
Santa checked his list.
Checked it twice.
Said i'd been both naughty and nice.
i still believe in this shit.
i wonder what the hell the Santa at the mall would say if I went up and said hey.
it's like... going to confession, but instead... you get a gift out of it other than forgiveness.
So, have you been good this past year?
well, i reckon so.
And what would you want for Christmas, ho ho ho?
oh, just this [mention wish(es)]
Well, be good and Merry Christmas.
Thanks, Santa.
Maybe next year.
posted by Bum at 00:56
1 Comments:
Dear Santa,
This year (and every year hereafter) I want to live a happy life....more ups than downs, more laughter than tears, more love than hate, more peace than war, more chocolate than salad, more money than poverty, more muscles than cellulite, more free time than work time, more nature than citylife.
Sincerely,
Stacy
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