Dear Father Time, Mother Nature

Fri, 12/11/2015 - 22:18 -- nysia96

Dear Father Time and Mother Nature,


This is Death’s teacher. His behavior in class tends to disturb the rest of the children. He continues to pick on Baby New Year’s dress ware and little miss Tooth Fairy’s teeth collection. He is constantly hiding young Leprechaun’s pot of gold, along with Nickolas Clause's toys. He is told not to play with Cupid, Jr.’s bow and arrows. And you guessed it, he plays with them anyway. Death is always messing with Jack’s lantern or little Sam’s flag. He is told not to say cruel and nasty comments like “My father can make you clock stop” or “My mother will make sure you wish you weren’t a girl”. Mr. and Mrs. Life, please have a serious conversation with your son.


Sincerely, Ms. April Fool


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