goes by, men
and women, small children
dressed
as santa's helpers
wave to the crowd.
the firetrucks,
the cars
decorated like candy
canes roll by,
and then at the very
end
is Santa on a made
up sleigh, which
is actually the back of
a Toyota pickup truck
filled with hay.
there's a tiny tyke
standing beside me
in a ball cap,
sucking on an enormous lollipop,
fun, huh? i say to him.
he looks up at me and says,
not really. this stinks.
lame.
like we're supposed to believe
that's Santa Claus.
i've seen him before,
at the mall,
he sold my mother a
pair of shoes.
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