• A cold bare slap in the face
    Anne's mother shows no grace
    Santa touches in all the wrong places
    Leaving Anne scared in vibration
    The happy song plays in her mind
    But still a cold chill ran down her spine
    Loved in all the wrong ways
    But hated just the same

    No where to hide her shame
    Her bruises almost look the same
    From slaps,punches,and kicks
    But touched with,lips,kisses,and rough hands
    All alone she thought until she met Julia
    A girl in the same situation only worse


    Poor Anne lost a true friend
    Because mean old santa touched her too much
    And Julia knew that it was enough
    She got her rope and her chair
    Do I have to draw you a picture for you?

    Anne doesn't know what christmas is
    She nevers seems to get it
    But every year December 25th
    Sorrow christmas comes and she wants to have a fit

    Why does her mother hate her?!
    Why does Santa touch her in those ways
    Every year it's like a faze
    But one christmas Anne thought Sanata was too rough
    She clearly knew that it was enough


    She got her chair and her rope
    And slowly she began to choke
    But no worrries please don't cry
    Anne thought she was lucky to die
    Now her and Julie together were out of pain
    And now sorrow christmas never came evil

    The end!


    p.s.Santa was her stepdad!