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Dear Santa, You Can't Put This in a Box


Dear Santa Claus,

All I want for Christmas is...

...well actually...

I have no idea what I want.

You see, I have everything I could possibly want that could be wrapped into a box.

I have an X-Box...some games for it...

I have A LOT of toys...and books (even though I don't read them).

And I have like a million baseball cards.

So, Santa, you can see why writing this letter is so hard.

Because all I really, I mean REALLY want for Christmas is for people to like me.

I don't want Thomas to steal my markers and scribble all over my papers.

And I don't want all of the girls to pinch their noses when I walk by and laugh at me.

And I really want Richard to stop tripping me at  recess.

I know you're a great guy and everything...delivering presents to kids and all.

But the only thing that I want for Christmas..

Can't be put in a box.

Sincerely,

Sam

 

 

 

 

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