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From My Lips to Santa's Ears
Santa, I have an important request. Please don't embarrass me with ho ho hos. If you'd looked at my face you might have guessed. I'm serious about fixing my nose. I can sense you are stifling your laughter. Your bowl full of jello, nicely restrained. Proboscis happily ever after, Would not appear that it's been candy caned. Hire a team of rhinoplasty surgeons. I create damaging winds with this thing. Like the limb of an oak tree it burgeons. Just yesterday a blue jay perched to sing. Hurry, Dear Santa, its growth won't abate. Go talk to Rudolph, as he can relate. *********************************** There may be some problems I must address. Lies emitted from hole under my snout. Pains me Santa, I readily confess. Please be patient as I utter these out. I lied to Sonya about her red dress. Made her butt dwarf a Volkswagen fender. I lied to the postman, my home address. Marked the water bill "Return To Sender". I fibbed a little to co-worker, Sue. Her peanut butter cookies smelled like feet. But tell me, what the heck was I to do? I wrapped and hid it in a slice of meat. Santa, I am a serial liar. Instead of my pants, set my nose on fire. *********************************** I'll do better if button nose gifted. I promise to be more a straight shooter. A smaller nose, my spirits be lifted. Seriously, would you want this hooter? The fibs I told did no permanent harm, But if you would like I can change all that. Who "nose"? I may lose my personal charm. If I tell my friend Sonya she is fat. If you leave money in an envelope, I'll pay the water bill before it's due. I can rub Sue's cookies with fragrant soap. For a nose job, I will eat one or two. Santa, I know you smell something is rot. But I am here to assure you, it's snot. Written 12/12/2017 "From My Lips to Santa's Ears" Contest Hosted by Phillip Garcia
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