'twas a cold winter night and not a cookie was left; Santa if he came would find not a snack, for in the wild jungle a lump of coal would be good for a fire and warmth. And perhaps a roast goose, or a duck would fill all the empty tummies, that otherwise starve.
Oh Santa, for us in the jungle so wide, carve not a doll or a train, but a great roast beast and vegetables for a side. Make for us a Christmas feast, and not a single toy. For us a full tummy would bring greatest joy, and let this pass to all nations blinded by greed, Santa, tell them: there are many starving children to feed. Bring them God's love, and a message to their heart, like the Grinch so long ago, Help them see the meaning of "Christmas" from the dawn of creation, to the worlds twilight end is: "To give the anointed" - our savior and friend. He paid the price for our pride and small grinchy hearts, with him in heaven we can all have parts. If we but carry this cross: Let this day be about Christ and the gift He gave, let us celebrate that, and love all mankind. Then as His disciples we too will rise from the Grave.