This is a warning to all parents with a persuasion for being 'honest' with their kids.
My kid Harry,
Such a tike.
Told me he
Was pretty wise,
So i thought that
He should know,
Santas fake,
Its corperate lies!
Now get this right,
He smiled at me,
I saw his
cogs turn furiously,
I thought about
What he was thinking,
Thought it nothing,
... sent him to bed.
We woke up
Just in time for school,
I took him
In my old vaxhaull,
I said goodbye,
'Now you be good'
If only i
Had understood,
He went straight in,
Stood on a table,
Told the whole damn class Santa's fable.
I watched in awe,
As the kids cried,
Its christmas eve!
And Santas died!
I went home, thought it was immense!
Until the phone calls from the parents.
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt Quickie by SweetNessaLynn.
450 points, ended December 20, 2007, 6 entries
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Comments
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if you dont want it repeated dont tell a child
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you know it!
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hahaha This is really funny. Best of luck in my contest.
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