Larry 



Are you from Pikksburgh where Santa comes down da chimily? 



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From: The listserv where the buildings do the talking [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf Of Larry Simpson

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Subject: Re: [BP] BULLAMANKA-PINHEADS Digest - 21 Dec 2009 to 22 Dec 2009 (#2009-268)



Here's a song for Y'uns. I don't usually write country songs or Christmas songs or otherwise schmaltzey stuff, but I kept hearing the voice of Kris Kristofferson past in my head.



Santa Ran a Backhoe



Santa ran a backhoe

and sometimes chewed tobacco

until he got too sick and lost his job.



The whiskey took away the pain

but sometimes made him go insane

and the neighbors sometimes had to call a cop.



Santa had a pickup truck

He remembers how he once got stuck

while hunting deer up on the rocky creek.



When his father tracked him down

and saw the bottles on  the ground,

he got so mad he couldn’t even speak



Now his own son’s in rehab

and his daughter’s in Iraq

but they both tried to be just like their Pa.



He has three grandchildren

but he never gets to see them

since his ex-wife took them back to Arkansas.



Santa lost some friends he’d known

in the bloody combat zone

and left some of his soul in Viet Nam.



Santa had his house foreclosed

and walks through town just like a ghost

wondering why the banks don’t give a damn.



He’s king of the shopping mall

with elves and snow and lights and all,

a white beard and a bright red uniform.



But he once dug the footers

for the banks and stores and Hooters

And before that it was all just fields of corn.



He wonders what it was worth,

all the hardship, time and hurt.

Then a little girl climbs up into his lap.



First he says his Ho-Ho-Hos

then asks what she wants the most

And all she says is bring me back my Dad.



He’s gone to this funny land

that no one seems to understand

where people hurt each other just for spite.



Santa said, I’ll do my best.

Little girl you must be blessed.

You’re the angel that saved my life tonight.





Larry C. Simpson



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