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And you bet I will cry.

“You bet I will shout,

I’m telling you why… .”

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Stephen covered his ears. “No, you’re wrong!” he shouted. “It’s not true. There is a Santa Claus. I know there is!”

“Ho, ho, ho,” laughed Kathy.

“Kathy is just saying that because she never gets any presents,” said Jason.

“All she ever gets is a lump of coal!” said Rondi.

“Wrong!” said Kathy. “I get lots of presents. My parents buy them for me. They have lots of money. They buy me anything I want.”

She bit off the head of a reindeer cookie. “The only thing that matters is how rich your parents are. If they have lots of money, then you’ll get lots of good presents. If they’re poor, then you’ll just get a few crummy presents.”

Everyone tried to argue with her, but Kathy just asked them all the old questions, like “How does a fat man fit down a skinny chimney?” or “How could he visit everyone’s house in the whole world in one night?”

And of course nobody knew the answers. Nobody ever has.

“Only Santa knows the answers to those questions,” said Rondi.

“Don’t you even like Christmas?” asked Stephen.

“Sure,” said Kathy.

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“I get lots of presents,

And I don’t have to work.”

Then she stuck out her tongue

and called Stephen a jerk.

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Poor Stephen sputtered

As his face turned quite blue,

“If you don’t believe in Santa,

He won’t believe in you!”

But Kathy just yelped.

“You know that it’s true!

Do you still believe in the Easter bunny,

The tooth fairy, and Miss Zarves too?”

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