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Santa Claus is comingSanta Claus is coming At least that's what they say What about us needy families with bills that we cannot pay How do you tell a 7 year old That Santa is a fake After he's been told for years to be "good for goodness sake" What can I do? What can I say? When my precious baby boy Wakes up on Christmas day Not a turkey in the oven Not a present under the tree Just a cold empty trailer With my baby and me copyright 2003 Denise Ann clark Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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