Dear Santa

For Christmas I'd like a racing car
Like Jimmy got last year
And a soldier and guns and army things
Like Jimmy got last year
And a plane that flies on its own
And a lorry that tips up
And a cowboy hat with tassles
And a gun that shoots real bullets
'Cos I wanna shoot Jimmy
'Cos I don't like Jimmy
'Cos he got lots of things
Last year
And I didn't
And I'm not speaking to Jimmy
And anyway 
Jimmy's bigger than me
And it's not fair.
So you've gotta help me Santa,
'Cos daddy won't.

 

December 1971 For some reason I really like this one. Has to be read faster and faster up to the last two lines.