Santa...a big fat guy who climbs down your chimney once a year in the middle of the night.
WTF!
seriously....that doesn't exactly sound like the greatest guy
and those mall Santas...their all pedophiles!
A big fat old guy coxing little children to come sit on his lap
...buddy that's nasty!
Parents still haven't realized that the best candidates for mall Santas...
are the guys who are dieing touch little girls.
The guy who rides a sleigh pulled by reindeer then climbs down your chimney....you'd think it would give a kid nightmares.
Someone needs to investigate....we need to rethink Santa...
I've felt the same way about 'Santa' since I was a child. I always found him scary and creepy....until Christmas morning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Someone needs to investigate....we need to rethink Santa... think of happiness and joy broguth by him.... very well done and said....10 es minw'time to think'