A Letter To North Poem by John Cagaanan

Dear Mister Clause,
The North Day is drawing near
So DO NOT exempt me from your list
For I’ve been an angel this year

But don’t you get fatigued?
A billion houses in one night, I learned
However you could use the exercise
I don’t mean to be rude, I’m just concerned

Here is a very tiny list I made
For your elves to toil with fun
So when you drop down my chimney
Be sure to bring them, every single one

15 PAIRS OF JORDANS TO BE USED IN HIKES
THE LATEST SPORTSCAR,3 MOUNTAIN BIKES
A TEACHER THAT DOESN’T REQUIRE ASSIGNMENTS TO PASS
6 DISSECTED FROGS FOR A PROJECT IN BIOLOGY CLASS
A PASSPORT WITH THE PAPERS ALREADY DONE
20 PENS, AND A HUNDRED MORE (I KEEP LOSING ONE)
SOME NOVELS AND BOOKS WOULD BE BETTER
(TITLES ARE TO MANY TO NAME, I’LL JUST IN A SECOND LETTER)
10 JARS OF SHERBET ALONG WITH SUGAR CONES
5 TALKING PUPPIES, AND THE RECENT IPHONE
POTIONS THAT WOULD DESTROY MY ENEMIES’ FATE
A WRITTEN GUARANTEE THAT I WOULD GET WEALTHY AFTER I GRADUATE

So that ends my wish list
Remember Mister Clause, you’ve made your vow
I’m cerain it won’t cause you a drop of sweat
That’s all I want, for now.