The Santa Lie
Presents were hiding in my Mommy’s room
Each and every one of them I saw
Appeared underneath the Christmas tree
Saying they were all from Santa Claus
I smelled the cookies on Dad’s breathe
And one night I saw it for myself
When he thought that I was sleeping
Dad put that elf up on the shelf
They may think that I don’t know
But the lies to me are clear
Santa Claus has been so busy
He hired my folks to help this year
Don’t worry, I’ll stay quiet
Their secret is safe with me
How Santa got to them my Christmas list
Is the only unsolved mystery
Maybe next year, I’ll help Santa
And get the presents for Mom and Dad
I’ll keep a close eye on them all year long
Making sure that they aren’t bad
And I’ll pretend that I saw Santa
And say I saw Rudolph’s nose shining real bright
It seems so very important to the both of them
That I think they went to sleep with me that night
And Santa, I understand
You’ve got lots of kids to see
So I whole heartedly endorse your policy
Of employing my Dad and my Mommy
Now I am wondering about that other guy
Wouldn’t that one be real funny
If Mommy and Dad were also hired
To help the Easter Bunny
Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2011
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