James Peranteau Poet Free verse

Adopted

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            Why do I lie to you
              dearest mother
                 macho pop

                    Hmmm
                let me think

      Santa Clause has a beard
                  yea right
             not in my house

            The Easter bunny
              gives out eggs
                  yea right
                stolen from
               the chickens
       now I’m paying for the
                   crime

     The tooth fairy gives you
                   what
                yea right
isn’t that the dollar you gave me
               last night

              I was what

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Dana Smith December 12, 2010 at 2:10 PM It took me a while to understand the "I was what !?" but then I looked at the title, and absolutely burst out laughing. I myself am adopted. Thankyou for this interesting read, I'm looking forward to reading more.. Dana'lynn James Peranteau June 2, 2021 at 9:06 PM I’m back, and I mean back until I meet our lovable Daver uv yore....ty for inspiring me dear poet!...much love, james

C.C Bloomsfield December 2, 2010 at 6:08 AM :)you make me smile with your sweet clever witty writes.

Sylvia Coulstock December 1, 2010 at 8:04 PM I know we shouldn't lie to children.But why take away the magic of childhood?When they really want to know, that's the time for reality.One of our grandsons,realised at 7-How could Santa get round the world in one night he said-Everything else then fell into place.He now asks me about God.All I can do is try to show him by example, the rest he learns in school.I love your humour cynicism, and wit James.Also food for thought.Thank you for comments on All....Hope it inspires any in need.Love June.

Sara Kendrick December 1, 2010 at 12:25 PM Kind of sad to think that this is true in some homes..I am glad that I chose this one to read this afternoon..Great topic and presentation..I was delighted at the claps ..That was the first time that I had seem that one and it really looks like hands clapping..Sara

Carolyn Devonshire December 1, 2010 at 11:51 AM You should have that email now, James! Thanks for sending me the correct email address. I returned your Soup mail too. Love, Carolyn

Carol Sunshine Brown December 1, 2010 at 10:44 AM We are having our first laying snowfall this morning in Springfield,Ohio. December 1,2010 what a way to enter this month. It is absolutely beautiful and finds me in good spirits. I have enjoyed reading your poetry this morning James. Looking forward to reading more. Have a wonderful day. Love, Carol

Carolyn Devonshire December 1, 2010 at 9:39 AM This is so clever and funny; I just love it, James. Goes to my favorites! Now if Santa leaves you coal, will you sue the miners? LOL Love, Carolyn

Dr.Ram Mehta December 1, 2010 at 8:08 AM Very funny, frolicsome and humorous write, James

Wilma Neels December 1, 2010 at 3:26 AM Hehe, thanks for the laughs James, you tend to be my humor meter with your writes these days.. I sure need them ;-) hope you will have a great week further.. love Wilma

Maya Kaabour December 1, 2010 at 12:44 AM Ha ha! What a fun read! Really made my day, James. I look forward to reading some of your other pieces. Have a great day my friend :) Much love, Maya *

Andrea Dietrich November 30, 2010 at 11:16 PM VERRRRY interesting, James. I love that last line how you popped up with I was WHAT? Very cute. well, finally I can get off here. You were my last comment to answer. LUv, Andrea

Linda-Marie Sweetheart November 30, 2010 at 7:57 PM Authentic and very unique and genius James .. an adorable read.. humor plus.. thankxx for enjoying my "Mesmerized".. I am right now ..honey poo is home where he belongs my friend.. with luv..

Poet Destroyer A November 30, 2010 at 7:48 PM Hum! the title has me thinking, and now i think, i was adopted. Since I saw mother kissing Santa Clause, under the x- mass tree.. Kidding,, I like your poem. But in reality, I am adopted. Enjoyed your poem,,.p.d.