Dear Santa Claus:
Well, you must think it's silly
for me to send this list to you
At this point in my life, though,
I thought I would try something new.

And what the heck, I might as well
take a deep breath, and start to tell
you what I'd like to have this year
So Santa Claus, let me have your ear.

I'd like my mom and dad to know
that I still love and miss them so;
My wife and all my children, too
I wonder if they believe in you.

Near the top of this list, so long,
is Freedom, for I've been long gone.
I am so sad, I am so weary
Send me home, Santa, for I am teary.

I've tried my best. I have been brave -
send me home, Santa, my soul to save.
I cannot last much longer here
Send me a blanket and a bottle of beer.

See if you can reach the Powers That Be
and make them work for release of me.
I don't want much, old Santa, dear
Just to go home, and get out of here.

I'll leave sweet rice for you on Christmas Eve
Please help me, Santa, help me leave.
I want to go home, live a normal life
See my children, and hug my wife

God help me, Santa, as I turn to you
Set me free, and the others, too.
It may seem like an awful chore
but I've never written to you before.

Santa, I've tried every angle and twist
since I crashed here in a jungle mist.
I just thought I'd try . . . I'm a desperate man.
Please get me home if you think you can.

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