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Dear Santa

by Doug McKean

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Dear Santa 03:33
Dear Santa, It’s that time of year again I know it’s too much To ask you to change the hearts of men But if you see Marley’s ghost rapping on a door You send in the ghost of Annie Moore We used to take ‘em in as they came Cough, shower, and shorten your name So you bring me a list of a mother’s new plans, Some cold defendants on the witness stand, And a statue of liberty on the Rio Grande Dear Santa, Don’t they get tired of all the hating? They even brought Ms. Nielsen in The cruelty helps with their ratings They’re hurting people just trying to turn their pages We’re all mixed up about who belongs in cages Dear Santa, You’ll need no bag to bring me toys in Just make my mom and dad Swear off that Fox News poison Santa, you fly, I’ll buy - anything you order Everyone deserves a break after a long night of crossing borders
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Two pops fill the air and soon we will find As a young boy's body goes down There's no God in heaven, just a thin blue line Between the protected and bound Mr McGinty: "This case sure is tough It was all just a misunderstanding But look at the poor man he's suffered enough He's fallen with no way of landing" The family grieved, the community roared The authorities struck up their sweeping But the newspapers howled that the rug was engorged As reckoning day came a-creeping An unstable man, in a previous post He'd been deemed unfit for duty And now he'd move on, leaving his host To carry that mournful beauty As water finds its level, he's gone to where He can roll in the muck 'neath the stench of Bellaire The world spun round and the noise died down They'd burned everything but his pride But the boys in blue and the men in brown Said they'd always stand by his side Flanagan ran a disorderly ship He'd developed a reputation You averted your eyes and you gave him no lip You minded your manners and station He said "Timmy my boy, we've seen what they've done You have no cause for hiding Come down to Bellaire here's a badge and a gun And a perch atop the law abiding" I've travelled the world, but nothing compares To the smell of the foul stench of Bellaire Cudell Park gazebo sits haunted and bare And flowers appear each November Laid down for a young life shot down by a pair Of men who try not to remember The story I've told you has come to a close And it's all such a dangerous business To reach out your hand to forgive those Who have yet to ask for forgiveness Now you and I know that life isn't fair But you've always a place in hell or Bellaire

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released November 22, 2019

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Doug McKean Cleveland, Ohio

Catchy songs and biting lyrics with a variety of sounds ranging from punk to soul to folk.

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