Mommy can you answer me
‘cause I been thinking recently
maybe there’s something I don’t see?
I was sitting in the class today
overheard Tommy Pickles say
he hadn’t eaten since yesterday
Now I really didn’t want to pry
but you bought me up to question why
and something inside me felt like dying
So I waited til the coast was clear
kept Tommy Pickles somewhere near
with no one there, I bit Tommys ear
Said ‘Tommy, please don’t think I’m rude’
‘I promise my intentions good’
‘sit right here, share my food’
He sat right down, took a bite
I didn’t eat, it didn’t feel right
‘cause I knew I would eat tonight
With a belly full, his smile replaced
that sunken look upon his face
I felt like crying, I gotta say
Now I’ve heard you say that life ain’t fair
seen you pray, and shed a tear
but mommy, does Santa really care?