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Poetry #281
(published June 8, 2006)
This Goddamn Society: Christmas 2005
by Papa Osmubal
We do not have fancy stockings
to hang upon the wall.
The poor, said Sammy, do not need stockings.
Santa will not fill them with gifts anyways.
My sister pricked and hurt her hands
trying to make her own, without success.
But Sammy should know better:
he is the son of the town mayor
and Sammy always boasts his father
knows Old Santa pretty well.

We do not need fancy stockings:
we do not even have walls to hang them on.
We just want Santa to fill our empty kettle
with rice for dinner, just plain rice for the feast.

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