Their artwork was hung

By the blackboards with pride: Snowmen, and mooses,

And a joyful sleigh ride.

They ate homemade cookies, (Red and green ones, of course.)

When Kathy declared,

"I don\'t believe in Santa Claus!"

She just opened her mouth,

And said what she said. "Santa Claus isn\'t real,

And besides that, he\'s dead!

"So you bet I will pout,

And you bet I will cry. "You bet I will shout,

I\'m telling you why. . . ."

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
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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............