Don't believe the hype.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: December 11, 2007

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Submitted: December 11, 2007



i really wish christmas would die
maybe we might learn to accept it.
With its twilight corpse stained and rusted
i will give this to you
in the twelve seasons of logic -
because who is Jebus anyway?
The king of kings or another fool who lost his slipper.
But don't worry girl
i know what will make things better:
i will take care of our children as soon as the weather
learns how to breast feed...
The fat boy will fade in a sterile chariot
filled with nothing but turkish prostitutes
i don't recall his name
but i know he's an addict.
But it's not to up me if christmas should be cut off oxygen
i'm nothing but an unwell man
and my house wouldn't stop singing
the carols of illness and insincerity.

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