WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR CHRISTMAS?

A poem sent to Dear Abby from a couple who have too much stuff.

So many of you asked us (since Yuletide's drawing near)
"What do you want for Christmas? What can we give you this year?
If we say, "We want nothing!" you buy something anyway,
So here's a list of what we'd like; believe now what we say:

Pajamas for a little child, food to feed the poor.
Blankets for a shelter, and we ask a little bit more--
Perform good deeds and let us know, or volunteer your time.
These last are worth a fortune, and they needn't cost a dime.

We have to many things now, vases, candles, tapes and clocks.
We have our fill of garments, ties, underwear and socks.
Candy is too fattening, crossword books we've more than 20.
We don't need trays or plates or cups, and knickknacks we have plenty.

We've no walls to hang more pictures; we have books we've not yet read;
So please take what you'd spend on us and help the poor instead!
Just send a Christmas card to us and tell us what you've done;
We'll open them on Christmas Eve, and read them one by one.

It won't cost as much for postage as a package sent would do,
You'll need no wrapping paper, ribbons, ink or glue.
And we'll thank God you listened to what we had to say,
So we could be the instruments to help someone this way.

-- Author Unknown

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Comment by fireguy on December 13, 2010 at 11:44am: It is going to happen pretty much that way, Because the love of many has already grown cold.

Matthew 24:9-14

⁹ “Then you will be handed over to be persecuted and put to death, and you will be hated by all nations because of me. ¹⁰ At that time many will turn away from the faith and will betray and hate each other, ¹¹ and many false prophets will appear and deceive many people. ¹² Because of the increase of wickedness, the love of most will grow cold, ¹³ but the one who stands firm to the end will be saved. ¹⁴ And this gospel of the kingdom will be preached in the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come.

Comment by CHUCK W. on December 13, 2010 at 8:49am: THE APATHY SHOWN TOWARDS THE DESTRUCTION OF THE COUNTRY, IS MIRRORED IN THE DEMONIZING OF THOSE WHO

NOW HAVE NOTHING.

SOON THE STIGMA WHO HAS MORE OF NOTHING WILL BE THE RAGE OF THE LAND. UNFORTUNATLEY THE COUNTRY WILL SOON

TURN INTO A RAGING PIT OF HELL, WHO KNOWS MAYBE THEN THOSE WHO HAVE NOTHING WILL BE THE ONES WHO FINALY HAVE SOMETHING.

Comment by fireguy on December 8, 2010 at 7:31pm: Gotta love the KINKS, Markler. Good one.

Comment by fireguy on December 8, 2010 at 7:29pm: A person could give $50.00 or more to World Vision and help build a water well for some really poor people. $75.00 will buy a family a goat. $32.00 a month will sponser a child.

MERRY CHRISTMAS

http://www.worldvision.org/

Fiscally Responsible Charity

Comment by CHUCK W. on December 8, 2010 at 12:26pm: THANK YOU JEN. MERRY CHRISTMAS.

Comment by Marklar on December 8, 2010 at 12:24pm: When I was small I believed in Santa Clause
Though I knew it was my dad
And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas
Open my presents and I'd be glad

But the last time I played Father Christmas
I stood outside a department store
A gang of kids came over and mugged me
And knocked my reindeer to the floor

They said, "Father Christmas, give us some money
Don't mess around with those silly toys
We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over
We want your bread so don't make us annoyed
Give all the toys to the little rich boys"

Don't give my brother a Steve Austin outfit
Don't give my sister a cuddly toy
We don't want a jigsaw or monopoly money
We only want the Real McCoy

Father Christmas, give us some money
We'll beat you up if you make us annoyed
Father Christmas, give us some money
Don't mess around with those silly toys

But give my daddy a job 'cause he needs one
He's got lots of mouths to feed
But if you've got one, I'll have a machine gun
So I can scare all the kids down the street

Father Christmas, give us some money
We got no time for your silly toys
Beat you up if you don't hand it over
We want your bread so don't make us annoyed
Give all the toys to the little rich boys

Have yourself a Merry, Merry Christmas
Have yourself a good time
But remember the kids who got nothin'
While you're drinkin' down your wine

Father Christmas, give us some money
We got no time for your silly toys
Father Christmas please hand it over
We'll beat you up so don't make us annoyed

Father Christmas, give us some money
We got no time for your silly toys
We'll beat you up if you don't hand it over
We want your bread, so don't make us annoyed
Give all the toys to the little rich boys