Dear Santa Claus,
Something's gone wrong.
Our merry's been paused.
It's wrecked your songs.
The cheerful ring
Of your sleighbells
Is not "a thing".
There are no elves.
We've tried to fill
Your boots and failed.
We need cheer pills.
Our sleighs have sailed.
I know you planned
On one year off,
But understand,
We aren't enough.
You are the one
We're wishing for.
Santa, please run
To all our doors.
You need not shimmy
Down our chimneys
To grant the wishes
Which no one else sees.
We can help out,
But lead the way!
It's time you got
Back on your sleigh.
Think ho-ho-ho
And ring the reindeer.
Your friend,
Moe-Joe (and the other sad folks here)
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