who says Santa can't carry everything on a bike
she knows she can, even a feather bed
doesn't faze her.
nothing does.
who says
who says
it can't be done
it's been done
this is nothing Santa can't do, she soothes children
who are crying on her lap
they stop suddenly, turning their
wonderous eyes up towards her face
instinctively knowing that she's a mom
they know
they know
she says
stop
they stop
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