Eric Farley
Poems and other artifacts of life
Saturday, December 13, 2008
CHRISTMAS MISCHIEF
When I meet Santa
I will not hesitate
to kill him.
I will be the
only man to own,
a piece of Santa’s
bloody beard.
But I will say
I found it hanging
from a weathervane.
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