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Or an easter bunny
No common courtesy
Just moral immunity

Never was
And never is

Lies become living myths
Living legends
In our midst
Stories of creatures
Or preachers, teach us
Stories of fiction
A poor predication
The kingdom never arrived

And never will
Here we are still

Bring me the proof
Documented text
A personal account
Of it ever being met
A believable story
One with an ending
We can relate to
We can associate
With the characters
Become the epilogue
Stepping from the night
Into the sinking fog

Sink it does
Lower into the dust

Go back to work
And rethink this joke
Relight this page
To read what you wrote
Not here to insult
This is not the place
Or proper venue
For a revolting revolt

It sickens
And gets sicker

Stay off the booze
I don’t even know her
And you want me to liquor
With my tongue?
With this fork
Or should we spoon
The table is set
Nothing to eat off
The plates
We often forget

Hunger strikes
Hungrier tomorrow

Irrespective of contrary belief
Show me the crook and ill bring you the thief
A concoction of lies is cooked
On empty stomachs our children feed

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Hey Kids. There is No Such thing As Santa.

Contributed by Mangos on Wednesday, 21st December 2005 @ 07:03:12 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

Or a tooth fairy
Or an easter bunny
No common courtesy
Just moral immunity

Never was
And never is

Lies become living myths
Living legends
In our midst
Stories of creatures
Or preachers, teach us
Stories of fiction
A poor predication
The kingdom never arrived

And never will
Here we are still

Bring me the proof
Documented text
A personal account
Of it ever being met
A believable story
One with an ending
We can relate to
We can associate
With the characters
Become the epilogue
Stepping from the night
Into the sinking fog

Sink it does
Lower into the dust

Go back to work
And rethink this joke
Relight this page
To read what you wrote
Not here to insult
This is not the place
Or proper venue
For a revolting revolt

It sickens
And gets sicker

Stay off the booze
I don’t even know her
And you want me to liquor
With my tongue?
With this fork
Or should we spoon
The table is set
Nothing to eat off
The plates
We often forget

Hunger strikes
Hungrier tomorrow

Irrespective of contrary belief
Show me the crook and ill bring you the thief
A concoction of lies is cooked
On empty stomachs our children feed

______________
________

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Re: Hey Kids. There is No Such thing As Santa. (User Rating: 1 )
by lady-quiet-dreamer on Wednesday, 21st December 2005 @ 07:09:56 PM AEST
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i didn't get the premise behind the poem but it was interesting to read. thank you for shairing it.

Re: Hey Kids. There is No Such thing As Santa. (User Rating: 1 )
by Poser on Wednesday, 21st December 2005 @ 09:56:37 PM AEST
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Kinda jumps around, but I loved it! Haha.

Re: Hey Kids. There is No Such thing As Santa. (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Saturday, 24th December 2005 @ 09:22:42 PM AEST
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This is meant to hurt. Not just the targeted person, but yourself too, it would seem. I felt the sting as I read along, and the story is a sad one....no doubt about it. I've come to realize in life, the 'proof' is always there, sometimes it's just easier for us not to see it. Good poem, as always.

Scorp.

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