Santa Troubles Me

Listen, I love and respect Santa Claus. No one is ahead of me in admiration for His great generosity and industriousness. Whenever I see Him on the street I offer Him a Christmas Pez. But, you see, that’s just the thing that bothers me. How come you see Him in the street all over the place, just as public as can be, but when it comes to His main job, suddenly everything is hush-hush? Why the stealth? We all know Santa is coming. We all know He’s bringing presents. Why does He all of a sudden get this attack of shyness? It is suspicious.

Whom best I love I cross; to make my gift,/The more delay'd, delighted.

For that matter, why are gifts wrapped? Why hide them? Or if they must be hidden, can’t they be hidden better? Hidden in a way that they will never ever be found?

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