Dear Santa

Dear Santa,
Georgie says you're not real.
Is this really true?
Are all my dreams being crushed
After believing so hard in you?

I told Mommy Santa,
What Georgie had said.
I laughed at Georgie
Because he got sent to bed.

Mommy came in that night to tuck me into bed.
She said, you're real name is Nicholas
Not Harry or Ted.
So, dear St. Nick.
Is it really true?
Do I really have to stop, believing in you?

Mommy told me about your reindeer, that go around flying.
Surely, Santa you can't be lying?
She said you wear a big, red coat
She says you travel by sleigh.
Not a plane, Not a boat.
Hip, Hip, Hooray!

She told me of your big white beard, purer than snow.
Daddy told me that you always say "Ho, Ho, Ho"
They told me to write a letter to you.
To ask for what I'd like.
So here it is Santa.
Please, can I have a bike?

Don't worry Santa, I believe in you.
Don't worry about Georgie, he does too.
He just doesn't what to show us, because he's really rather shy.
He just wishes that he could be a reindeer and fly.

I love Christmas, it's a special time of year.
Mommies drinks wine, and Daddies drink beer.
Georgie and I drink Ribena, and we love the juicy taste.
I love my presents too Santa.
I never open with haste.

I think everyone's lying Santa,
Saying you're not real.
But really, they believe they just don't wanna make a big deal.
So no worries Santa, all is not lost.

I shall sing loud and clear
Each and every year
Spreading the Christmas joy.
Ignore Georgie, he's a stupid boy.

So remember what I said Santa,
They're just all being silly.
Don't forget my bike.
Lots of Love, Lilly.

xxxx