Have no taste for impositions.
Neither any taste for brain washings.
Nor taste to see big boobs on Santa Clause
Tempting and seducing.
Let Santa Clause remain in all dream
The kind old man in red robes
Riding on a sledge come shouting
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Through the stills of night
Fill heart, children’s with goods.
Vehemently against
Sexy
Silicone breasted female Santa
Hold globe in perverse pose.
Seeing such vulgar overdose
Wonder what children
Of today
Would grow into-
What, with what memories
Not far from
Hoardings, advertisement-
Vamps and villainies
Rapist, killers
Prostitute glares.
All open doors of
Pseudo idealisms
Selfishness,
Hoax-
All for the mighty bucks. Catch the attention, coax from the straight and narrow. Make them forget what the true meaning of the season is.
Happy Holidays and God Bless.
HK