DEAR SANTA…

Don’t bring pants, shirts, shoes or socks,

Don’t bring anything that rocks,

No CD’s do I desire,

Nor movies of passions fire.

Nothing collectable,

No food for my table.

No books, or candy or cookies do I crave,

Nothing of the usual requests for this holiday.

I have got all I need,

With Rufuz here to help keep me from my greed.

And to be honest,

Not even do I need money,

But, Dear Santa, if you will, could you promise more visits from my honey?

That would make my future days bright and sunny…

Thank you, Dear Santa, but if all this is already enroute to me,

Then change direction,

And take it to someone with kids that are more in need than we…

                                                                                (ed & rufuz)