Here is my favorite poem:

Dear Santa, here's my Christmas list.

I hope you'll bring it all.

I've only asked for gifts my parents

can't find at the mall.



I'd like to have a UFO,

with aliens inside,

and maybe a Tyrannosaurus Rex

that I could ride.



A ninety-nine foot robot

is a present I could use.

I'll also need a time machine,

and rocket-powered shoes.



Please bring a gentle genie

who will grant my every wish,

and don't forget a wizard's wand,

and, yes, a talking fish.



Of course, I'll need a unicorn,

and won't you please provide

a dragon, and a castle

in the English countryside.



Of course, the weight of all these things

might cause your sleigh to crash.

If that's the case, dear Santa,

please feel free to just bring cash.

--Kenn Nesbitt