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Molly The Wally Has A Letter From Santa!

Date, Today

Santa (Claws) Claus

North Pole.

Dear Molly,

I received your letter addressed to ‘Big Fat Ho Ho Ho Man’.  Firstly as I have manners I will take this opportunity to say thank you Molly. Did you notice that yesterday there were no squirrels in the park? Were the trees empty? Was it strangely quiet? Well I and my trusty reindeer made a pit stop over at yours and with aid of a few peanuts we gathered up your residents and they are now happily working in my grotto safe from your snapping jaws.

Don't worry about coming over and biting my ankles because I ain't coming down your chimney ever again. If you find a piece of coal this year, you had better stop and pick it up, because that is about all you are going to get for Christmas. Your mom will be buying you kibbles-lite all the way up to next Thanksgiving.

Bad? You want BAD? I'll show you!

Chapice!

And I know you were very naughty. Wanna How?

Sing to the tune of ‘Santa Claus is Coming to Town!’

You'd better watch out,
You'd better not cry,
You'd better look out,
I'm telling you why.
Santa Claus is watching your home.

He's bugging your room,
He's reading your mail,
He's keeping a file,
And running a tail.
Santa Claus is watching your home.

He hears you in the kitchen,
Snoops on you out of doors,
And if that doesn't get the goods,
Then he'll use provocateurs.

So you mustn't assume
That you are secure.
On Christmas Eve
He'll kick in your door.
Santa Claus is watching your home.

 This year Molly you will be getting an extra large bag of kibble-lite and no squirrels and no treats. 

Yours ‘Big Fat (NOT) Ho Ho Ho Man In Red’

Santa!