On the Naughty List

It's Christmas Eve and little Steve is sleeping like an angel He knows Santa's sleigh is on the way with cookies on the table The stockings are hung, the tree is trimmed, the feel of Bliss The house glows with the warmth and sparkle of Christmas Jolly Old Saint Nick ever so quick arrives at little Steve's home He checks his list, nods his chin and with a grin Leaves little Steve his lump of coal Ho ho ho off Santa goes Little Steve wakes right up Runs down the stairs to see Santa disappear Dashes for the tree but nothing he can see Except for him a lump of dark black coal With a note from the old fat soul Dear Little Steve, How have you been? I know. Oh boy do I know! Your on the naughty list you know Your stocking is the one with a hole If this can not be understood Next year try being good Whining crying screaming at the store Because you want mommy to buy you more Stealing toys from other kids Come on now gee whiz Cheating on your tests Honestly in school just try your best Lying is not a game Can't you feel a little shame Bullying little kids Accusing others for what you did Demanding tones and being rude Belching and farting ever so crude Even your little hand got caught Robbing the Salvation Army pot Never did you help others out You are selfish without a doubt Besides where are the cookies on my plate The milk you left the cookies you ate So in closing little Steve Think of others begin with please And if you think old Santa unfair I'm watching you better beware If toys games and sweets you desire Start with sorry and aim higher So stop pouting and being pis___ That's another reason your on the Naughty List. Love Santa Claus p.s. That piece of coal in your hand you hold, it's nothing that I bought just something a reindeer dropped. HO HO HO Merry Christmas and to all a good night. AAAARGGGH!!!-little Steve's response