The Thing That's Wrong With Christmas
The thing that's wrong with Christmas is
It's based on get not give.
And most who give but do not get
React with expletives.
There are a few who give and yet
Want nothing in return.
But they're a breed so rare that they've
A place in Glory earned.
The stores proclaim that Christmas is
'The giving time of year',
For when we give, the stores all get,
Then grin from ear to ear.
Their Christmas ads so feed our greed
And further twist our minds,
That most believe, by owning things,
That happiness we'll find.
But Christmas greed hurts kids the most.
They're taught how not to live.
They wake up eager Christmas morn
To get instead of give.
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