Wow! I was just wishing for toilet paper
When what should appear,
But eight tiny reindeer?
I asked them if they had a problem with poo stickin to their fur?
And they said
YES!
And ran away.
I guess they'd heard that old joke about the bear
And the rabbit.
So here I sit
All broken hearted,
Knowing that if I just wouldn't want anything,
Or ever ask,
That all my wishes would come true.
But something there is about living
Provides a humbling need.
Could anyone be kind enough
To spare a square?

-jenn