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Santa Isn't Coming This Year
A poem by Grace Powers
Santa Isn't Coming This Year
Twas the night before Christmas and all through Afghanistan (Iraq, Libya and Pakistan)
The moon shone down on war planes and contraband
“Free us from NATO!”, prayed parents all night
Hugging their children to relieve their frightSuddenly overhead, there rose a great clatter
Everyone peered out to see what was the matter
Santa and eight reindeer went racing on by
He never even stopped to say “ho ho” or “hi’“Run and hide!”, the people heard him calling
As he weaved through bombs, like hail they were falling
Faster than eagles, the killers they came
Whistling and shouting out racist namesThen a wandering bomb hit Santa’s sleigh
Eight reindeer became venison that fateful day
“You blew up Santa”, cursed one of the troops
“Blame it on Al Queda. My apologies. Oops!”Roofs were toppled and so were walls
Dash away, dash away, dash away all
Over dead families the murderers flew
Americans, British and Canadians, tooGiving the finger way up in the sky
They nodded, high fived, then off they did fly
The wind heard their words as they vanished from sight
“Merry Christmas from NATO and to all a goodnight!”
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