You give eternally
So you are loved
Made an icon
To sell cola
Children cry your name
With lists of toys attached
They ignore your power
Darker stories from the past
Of powerful magics
Serving implacable justice
They would rather not know
The force behind their favourite myth
So they imagine you fat and jolly
Your cold, hard princess
They imagine a dolly
Serving sugared cookies
What have you gained
With all your giving
Does anyone call you for a spot of tea
Invite you to their parties
Or listen to your dreams
Beyond the Christmas tree
One night a year
You have a hundred million friends
The rest you sit alone
Unwanted and unloved
Too dark to palette
Without a sugar coating
Wondering how this lonely life to mend


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