A Christmas Wish !

A Christmas Wish ! long poem

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Santa ! Santa ! Please come today,
As a wish my heart wants to convey,
I want a robot car Lamborghini less the none,
With one Thor’s hammer and a laser gun,
The same suit that Harry Potter wear,
With a magic wand to make my teacher fear,
Donuts, ice creams, sweets to eat,
And two pairs of shoes for my soft feet,
I want a Doremon with his collection of gadgets,
And also some stars and moon,
Though I never want all these always,

These are the things that every child want,
But mine is different because I am your special one,

I want my grandpa to get well soon,
And sing again the lullabies under the lovely moon,
I don’t need a house because the whole city is my den,
But please make sure, my mom doesn’t cry ever again,
Daily she starves and gives me her food,
Though I don’t like it as it can’t be chewed,
But I don’t know why, it seems tasty,
Maybe because my mother brings it lovingly,
Tell me one thing that why my father left,
He stole only a bread piece, twas not a grave theft,
Mom always tells that I am your special child,
But then I am a little wild,
Still don’t make her feel she tells a lie,
Otherwise it will make her cry,
This is my only wish for this very time,
Next time I will be ready,
In a uniform, not this filthy grime,

So, Santa ! Please come today,
As a wish my heart wants to convey.

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