Intimidating Thoughts

The reverie rose

And the sounds

Flooded

With silver

Bickering

And merry

Quacking

Changes

Eight times

The knavery

Of this

Intoxicating

Dream,

Unfulfilled

The turn

Of the

Flowing seas

Conveying

Heat and ice

Spices

The vice

Wicked dreams

Are wicked times

Under the Christmas Tree

*

Dear

Santa Clause,

I have been a very

Very good boy this year

What I want this Christmas is

World Peace, end to famine & hunger

My mommy told me to ask for prosperity

She is always saving money and she doesn’t give

It away like daddy does to strange men in the traffic

They will only use her money for bad but dad doesn’t know

As for me, Santa, can I have thecoolestthingintheworld?????????

An IPad

Pretty

Please?

Thankyou  
Santa Clause
                                Sincerely, 
                                Generation

                                 Z.