Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Little Lies -- Monday Toads -- Two Shoes Tuesday

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Little White Lies

It's a little fib I tell
sure it won't send me to Hell

Santa comes in the middle
of the night--to bed, be quick

It won't hurt, nurse's needle
not even a little bit

I am fit as a fiddle
everyone falls--I'm not sick

Hello Satan sir. Yes sir,
there will be no lying here

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Poem Copyright © 2013 Jimmiehov. All Rights Reserved

Shared and listed with Real Toads,Open Link Monday. 

The September 10th writing prompt words to choose from "Tuesday Two-Shoes" are White and/or Lies. Josie Said, "Have Fun!" (link)

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7 Comments:

At Wednesday, September 11, 2013 8:51:00 PM, Blogger Kay L. Davies said...

I never thought of Santa as being a lie. A legend, a fairytale, a bedtime story...not a lie.
And fortunately, Auntie Kay never had to take a niece or nephew to have a needle. Not sure what I would have said.
You've got me thinking here.
K
And thanks for visiting my post for Mama Zen's #8 at Real Toads today.

 
At Wednesday, September 11, 2013 8:53:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Cool, Jim........yes, I always had trouble with all that too - however I tried to explain, once the kids found out the truth, that Santa was about "a giving spirit" . Sigh. I remember when I was nine and read an advertising flyer attached to a case of Coke, about Santa not being real and I was outraged - showed it to my mom and she had to tell me it was true. Fast forward to when I was a mom and my son lost a tooth - by the time I went upstairs to put some money under his pillow, I was really tired, and he was in the top bunk. And I couldnt find the tooth....felt around under the pillow, nudged him over, finally the Tooth Fairy could be heard muttering, "Jon, WHERE'S THE DAMN TOOTH?" Cackle. Not my finest hour!

 
At Wednesday, September 11, 2013 8:56:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Here's a story you may like, given your comments about the wolves being killed. (Thanks, Jim, it just kills me, too.) My friend said a friend of hers was outside the other day filleting a salmon when suddenly he realized rain was falling on him but no where else. He looked up and saw a bear up in the tree who was PEEING on him! Hilarious! But sad, too, as they are coming into town a lot now which means they are hungry - hungry even before winter begins.

 
At Wednesday, September 11, 2013 11:51:00 PM, Blogger Joell said...

I really enjoyed your poem!! It made me smile...oh yes, I'm guilty on the Santa, needle stick and "oh, no, I'm feeling fine" lies...all! Oh what's a mama to do?? These are all in a day's work in the life of a mama! Really great poem!

 
At Thursday, September 12, 2013 11:27:00 AM, Blogger JosephAlsarraf said...

Cool poem! I like the Christmas theme. : )

 
At Friday, September 13, 2013 10:21:00 AM, Blogger McGuffy Ann said...

Human nature is a tricky thing, Mr. Jim!

 
At Friday, October 11, 2013 12:02:00 AM, Blogger audrey` said...

Santa is arriving with gifts :)

 

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