Greetings,

Here is something I wrote:

Cold was the day when the Christmas ghost came.

Heck, it was a shame that there was no one home to say »Hey«.

Ron, why are you not home, asked the ghost all alone.

I came all the way from heaven to tell you what just happened.

Some man named Santa asked me to help him carry the presents.

Thanks, but I can't, I said to him, because I promised God something too.

Merry Christmas then, Santa said to me, but I felt sorry and bad.

And then something came to my mind, I turned around and called:

Santa, wait, I'll go and ask Ron, I'm sure he'll help you cheer up the children.

Lord Dakar