Tuesday, December 12, 2006

My no way out letter to Santa

0000 Reindeer Rd
North Pole


Dear Santa:

I know it's been awhile since you've heard from me. Well if you must know, I think it goes back to the day, I saw family members placing stuff under the tree instead of you. And I've been drinking your milk and eating your chocolate chip cookies ever since. I tried telling a few folks, including my own children that's there is no such thing as a Santa Claus. But they weren't feeling me, you feel me Santa? Some folks are just looking for something to believe in

Anyways, the reason for me writing you, now is because I have two wishes this year. I know Santa you have some big demands placed by the little ones. But, I'm only asking you to deliver on one of my wishes. The other wish is being covered by you know who? (-wink-wink-). If you can deliver on this wish, I think I could start putting back up that tree and all those colorful lights. Guess what, in my neighborhood I've seen two houses with big spotlights highlighting their holiday decorations. I'm telling you it sure brings back memories. But, the decorations, the lights are not why I am writing you, Santa.

I writing you Santa because I want to deliver the President to a soup kitchen on Christmas Day to eat his family dinner. Did you think I was going to ask for something for me. No, Santa I really don't believe in you, but I think the Prez does. It's just a feeling I have Santa. So, if you can get President George Bush, Jr. to go to a soup kitchen in Washington, D.C. And you get the Prez to spend some time with families who are just trying to stay alive with the basic, it sure will bring a smile to my face. I know, I know Santa you are about commercialism and not about giving out hope. But, I was just thinking if you could do this, one thing, a whole lot of other children could continue to believe in you. Especially those who probably won't have much under their Christmas tree and will be sitting there in that soup kitchen.

You see the Prez has spent billions of dollar fighting a war. Money that could have been spent on creating some jobs maybe for their family. Money spent to keep some of these children from being homeless. These children want the President to know that's more in important to them and not winning the war in Iraq.

Well, I've got to go now. You see, I'm one of those who is blessed to be earning a little chump change. Oh I'm not complaining, Santa. Geez, if it wasn't for you know who, I probably wouldn't get my second wish. Oh you want to know what my second wish is? Peace on Earth and Goodwill towards mankind.

Happy Holidays to you

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