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Christmas Is Confusing

Christmas is a confusing time for children. 
I don’t know if you think that?
Cos everything we teach through the year,
  Gets turned upon its hat

‘Don’t talk to strangers’ or ‘accept sweets...
 From people you don’t know.’
But Christmas time we send them off.
 ‘Sit on his knee - now go…’

‘Don’t ask for gifts of anyone, 
You know it’s not polite’
‘But ask him in the red coat 
 You may get it Christmas night.’

Santa comes to all the children
 On this one magical night of the year
But not to poor children it seems,
 They still share nothing but tears.

They are obviously not good children 
This teaches that message to others
If you are poor people donate, 
cos Santa’s busy with other girls and their brothers.

‘Don’t tell lies – it’s very bad.’ 
Santa will not bring you any gifts.’
But you have taught he comes down the chimney,
 He doesn’t even use the lifts.

‘Good children are the only ones
 To receive gifts on Christmas day’
But the evil little boy next door
 Gets a new bike on which to play.

So why do we confuse our kids,
 It’s not honest or good you know
Because you are the first liar to them 
When the truth they get to know.

Children need to look to you
 For guidance and the truth
It’s the same as teaching of fairies
 Leaving money, for a baby tooth.

Some will say I am humbug,
And maybe that is true
But in this enlightened world
What are we supposed to do?

Christmas is now looming
And charity begins at home
So Santa please I have been good,
Can I have that mobile phone?

© GG 15/12/2103

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  1. Date: 12/20/2013 9:35:00 AM
    the commercial aspect as taken over, for profit there are no rules no boundary this is brilliant poetry Mandy, the real wack, no finery here.. the real, we need poets like you girl....that tell it like it is.....

  1. Date: 12/18/2013 9:49:00 PM
    I agree with you Mandy. why do we treat children like idiots with all our lies. Just give them the presents because it is Christmas day, without all the BS. Loved your poem....peter

  1. Date: 12/17/2013 8:43:00 AM
    Hi Mandy you are so right with this piece of yours…I like it a lot, I phone 5.s on it's way I think… Let me know how you are…David xx

  1. Date: 12/17/2013 5:37:00 AM
    Very interesting and entertaining write on Christmas, Mandy

  1. Date: 12/16/2013 6:23:00 PM
    you've raised some very interesting points here in an entertaining way - great poem!

  1. Date: 12/16/2013 12:53:00 PM
    Oh Mandy...I agree whoeheartidly. Fantastic write, my dear.......that finish with pizzaz. Good for you! You tell 'em all! Even Santa.....HUGS....Oopps...don't get on Santa's bad side, though....hopes of getting that mobile will be in danger. Love ya!

  1. Date: 12/16/2013 12:01:00 PM
    You make a great spokes woman this season, though I am not surprised, you always write poems of valor, sending a message of compassion, as for saucy, my girl, when it comes to soup, I love it saucy, stay beautiful my girl, love to you, you're saucy one xxxx lol

  1. Date: 12/16/2013 11:35:00 AM
    loved your brilliant observation Ms. Tams.. :)) ...this world is indeed a confusing one..reality must be taught to our dearest ones...Have a nice day :))

  1. Date: 12/16/2013 11:33:00 AM
    - Mandy, there are a lot of truth in your poem - Lies, deception and injustice .... it is what we teach our children? - A very good poem, Mandy - Christmas is confusing for young and old. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

  1. Date: 12/16/2013 11:06:00 AM
    No chance to have his cell number, my friend. He is ancient that you know. We believe and hear about him. Loved your poem. Loved always, bl