A mother serves her sugar with
A bit of peppermint
To clarify the passages
That carry what she meant
When she first set to bear a soul
Quite separate from her own,
Whom she would cherish, yet must teach
To live and die alone.
Santa : Among My 4 Sons 3 R Engineers
Frnd:4th?
Santa : Useles,Dnt Study, Becam A Barber
Frnd:Y ,Dnt U Throw Him Out
Santa : Coz He''s D Only 1 Who Earns..!