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Dear Santa
Santa, I do confess I feel a little bit strange A middle aged man sitting on your knee Whispering into your ear, my grandest wish Let us both hope people do not get the wrong idea here I am at my wits end Dear Santa All I want for Christmas Is for her to call me So that I may here her voice Like a musical saga A symphony of Celtic dreams The honey that flows deep into my heart The sweetness that grows in my soul Am I demanding too much? Of this earthly world That I, demand heavenly wishes That I dream in colors unreal That I cry for things that seem the impossible The North Pole and all its promise Dream Oh but I must dream, dream or die No more dreams Is death for sure Let me not be murdered By a phone that rings not ps Dear Santa I am disappointed, no poetry memberships, no phone calls in the night from lovers No mistletoe even in me dreams, Gaelic winds blow cold over me heart Id ask for a train set, but the way things are going you’d give me a train wreck Bloody hell on you Santa, you must be busy helping nice people, cheers anyways
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