Christmas Poem

We have entered the advent,

Let us hope for a crescendo in snow

When Christmas eve is upon us,

It will be a difficult task to put children to bed

Using threats of coal as a pretext,

"Between the family and the shopping, I never have a chance to rest!"

It is most important now,

Because Santa is making his list and checking it twice

With presents in stockings,

Some will contain mp3 players and others, a simple kite.

Unfortunately there's school, to which we still must go,

and feilds dusted with snow

So, efficacious parents,

try to buy your children their joy

With your designer clothes and your expensive toys