Thursday, November 20, 2008

Yes, Virginia, etc . . .






Virginia asked, long years ago,
if Santa Claus were real.
And in reply newspapers said:
"It's all in how you feel."
Her question still is pertinent
and so I do reply:
The jolly fat man lives and breathes,
but not for us small fry.
A Santa Claus exists for those
who fly in private jets,
who gambled on the stock market
and can't pay off their debts.
St Nick is real for Scrooges who,
to feed the bottom line,
lay off their best employees and
on pension plans do dine.
Santa Claus exists inside the
heart of every miser
who hides behind his offshore bank
and his tax advisor.
Virginia, you and I can't count
on Santa Claus to come.
If we are not large companies
he treats us like a bum.
Without a golden parachute
or stock options galore,
old Santa has his reindeer kick
us all around the floor.
He takes away our candy canes
and doesn't give a damn.
That is because, Virginia, he
is really Uncle Sam.
 
 
 



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