A poem about an angelic visitation, in honor of Christmas day — comfortably unbelievable.
High Level of Confidants
I am an angel
In disguise
Fortunately, I can tell this to you
In complete safety
Since you will not believe me
Further, my veil is impenetrable
Because if you tell anyone else
They will not believe you as well
But wrest easy
And give it no mind
I can heartily believe it myself
