Dear Baby Jesus,
most people write only Santa Claus, for many years, the distribution of gifts has been outsourced to him. A little 'competition they are specifically the Epiphany and St. Nicholas, but only in some regions of Italy. I wore them when I was a child the Befana, I lived in Puglia. Now it seems Nichi Vendola take them in person there.
But this is not the point, and even write to you to receive a gift or for you who knows what requests. I am writing this because your personal history, every year at this time, this time more than the others, it makes me suffer.
You are born every year, adds to twelve years and impress with your eloquence, then disappear for a while '. It seems that you spend a lot of time studying, it also seems that you travel the world. And you end up in India and perhaps meet the Beatles.
Then go back to your country. Demonstrate how good you are, you disciples, saying wise things, redistributes income even with the loaves and fishes.
You have 33 years. Great age, ideally rely on positions of responsibility. Also you are a humble, though sometimes a bit 'pissed when you do lose your patience though.
Here, I wanted to come here.
Just when you get it right when he invented that you have to sacrifice. Here comes the Holy Week and crucify you.
Yes, it is true, then rise again, but the leader is always the same. The one with the bum who watches us all from up there. For centuries and centuries, millennia and millennia.
To console you say that you are the same entity, but to me this thing is I was never convinced.
I think you have cheated and you scrub every year.
Play, next year, at Easter do not get fooled again.
We need a replacement, a 33 year old would make us comfortable. Very comfortable.
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