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Does Santa really care?

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?