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I Don’t Know Why You Like to Make Baby Jesus Cry

He was a bad boy. Mama said. So many naughty things he did to make Baby Jesus tears pour down from heaven. Froot Loops smooshed into the backseat of the minivan. Running around the pool when Mama said Don’t Run. In the bathtub, big waves to sink his tugboat and water splashes out and soaks the mat. Loud noise in the morning when Mama is sleeping. When his shoes feel too tight in church he almost wants to scream but just wiggles a little. Mama says even wiggling makes Baby Jesus cry. He wishes Baby Jesus would leave him alone.

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Title by: Chunder
Story by: Jenny

Chunder

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