Dear Santa, as you doubtless know <br />the people have been had, <br />I have but one small wish and so <br />I ask for one small tad <br />of goodwill from you just this year <br />to make the world more healthy, <br />if you could see your pathway clear <br />to reprimand the wealthy. <br />I talk, as you may grasp, dear man <br />of Pharma and their cronies, <br />please could you would you if you can <br />attenuate the phoneys? <br />To do this I suggest you make <br />their chemists fill the potions <br />the pills etcetera all fake <br />so they go through the motions <br />of using substances inert <br />like chalk, but never cheese <br />such chemicals can never hurt, <br />I ask you Santa please? <br />You know third world suppliers do <br />ship boosters for libido <br />and other medicines to you <br />for John and his dog Fido. <br />Let them make money, yes indeed <br />but not at the expense <br />of those who are in dire need <br />of love and common sense.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich 2<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dear-santa-4/
