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I see the Do-Gooders are out in force again 
And this time it's the annual Christmas Coke Cola Bus
Stirring up the fuss
Crusaders against any and every cause
No topic to juvenile or puerile to rage against
They want to ban children visiting the Coke Cola bus 
Because some children are obese 
And as they see it this is there duty to stop
As it will somehow end and solve the crisis 

Now correct me if I am wrong
But I have never seen a child 
Buying or pushing a shopping cart
Around a Supermarket 
With a Credit Card
Or am I shopping on the wrong child friendly day's 
It's usually Parents who buy and choose the items in the trolley 
And Parents who cook make or feed their kids
What is the point or to what end 
Is banning the bus so children can't see it
Going to make a blind bit of difference 
And why should everyone have to pay the price
Or is that old teacher's adage 
You see now you have ruined it for everyone 
Father Christmas 
Santa Claus 
In all its modern day guises 
White Beard 
Red Santa Suit
Is a Coke Cola patented trademark 
They invented modern day Christmas 
As we have come to know it
I know it is crass to say but
Coke has done more to promote Christmas
Than religion or church has
I wish all these Do-Gooding people would stop trying to fix us
Who actually asked them to 
And why do they know best 
Who anointed them saviors of the rest 
The only thing good intentions have ever taught me is
Walk a mile in my shoes 
Looking out your warm safe curtain windows 
And your rose tinted views 
For what its worth 
You will never be the same
When you know what the reality of a life of pain brings
You cling on to the small things 
Like the annual Christmas Bus
Beside Mum and Dad
Fulfilled and glad
Is that so bad

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