Pull up a chair
and I’ll lie to you
And I promise that
you won’t be sad
If I told you the truth
you would call me uncouth
and insinuate I might be mad
You know Oz is a wonderful wizard
While Santa Claus flies in a sleigh
In the Heavens above
there’s a God made of love
who will show you His magical
way
And a bunny delivers
the Easter eggs
And the tooth fairy
left you a dime
And Christ may have died
with a spear in His side
but he never changed water
to wine
So I notice that now
you are smiling
Then I guess that
my work here is
through
Believing the lies
is a good compromise
and so what if it’s
not really true
You have a wicked, deviant and may i say a very diabolical sense of humour- and that is compliment. I like that a lot. A very clever poem, this one!! Enjoyed it!!