The Dream

Last night I dreamt I dreamed a dream Santa came to my room I'm sure it was him that I'd seen By the light of the Christmas moon He left presents at my bedside And many more beneath our tree So I crept down the stairs Just to see what I could see Santa was holding my mum In more than just a friendly way He said I have to go my love But my mum said to him " oh please stay "There's no one here to hear us Johnie "that's me " is fast asleep up in his bed All strange thoughts and notions Were running through my head Who is this Santa that's kissing mum While my dad is in a drunken sleep I'm so glad that I came down the stairs to have a peep Then when they finally parted and I recalled something from before It was.not Santa kissing mommy It our neighbour from next door Years later now I'm all grown up And my daddy is no more I still remember that very dream just as it was before Now Santa is my new dad Or should I say our neighbour From next door My mum and and my new dad Are still kissing and much more For I have a little sister and she is playing with her presents on the floor So it was'nt really a dream I dreamed lt was so really true For I still receive my presents And they still do the things Our mum and our new dad do Eros