| Stories or Lies Poisonous tales put little children to sleep Do parents not know what pain it will reap? Still Santa and reindeer are fed in a heap I will never understand why we keep Teaching our children these ageless lies One day confronted by a child�s wondrous eyes What answer will we give when the questions arise? Where is my knight in shinning armor the promised prize? Kipp A McDonald 04/10/98 |