It was only a modest proposal in 1729, I’m assuming no less now. :)

and seasoned with a little pepper or salt, will be very good boiled on the fourth day, especially in winter. /I have reckoned upon a medium that a child just born will weigh 12 pounds, and in a solar year, if tolerably nursed, increase to 28 pounds.

—Jonathan Swift, A Modest Proposal (1729)

always advising the mother to let them suck plentifully in the last month, so as to render them plump and fat for a good table. A child will make two dishes at an entertainment for friends, and when family dines alone, the fore or hind quarter will make a reasonable dish,

and my reason is that these children are seldom the fruits of marriage, a circumstance not much regarded by our savages, therefore, one male will be sufficient to serve four females. That the remaining hundred thousand may, at a year old, be offered in sale to persons of quality and fortune,

I do therefore humbly offer it to public consideration that of the (aforementioned) hundred and twenty thousand children, already computed, twenty thousand may be reserved for breed, whereof only one fifth part be males; which is more than we allow to sheep, black cattle, or swine,

I have been assured by a very knowing American of my acquaintance in London, that a young healthy child well nursed is, at a year old, a most delicious nourishing and wholesome food, whether stewed, roasted, baked, or boiled, and I make no doubt that it will equally serve in a fricasee, or a ragout.

which cannot turn to account either to the parents or (aggrieved) nation, or the charge of nutriments and rags having been at least four times that value. / I shall now therefore humbly propose my own thoughts, which I hope will not be liable to the least objection.

— Astafy—in Fyodor Dostoyevsky’s “An Honest Theif” (1848)—whose kindness Emelyan is exploiting, in a story that Astafy tells to the narrator, whose kindness Astafy is presumably exploiting.

He continued: “It was Dostoevsky and Dickens who taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who ever had been alive. Only if we face these open wounds in ourselves can we understand them in other people.”

9.
You’d better not shout
Or cry. And I’ll tell you why:
Santa is coming.

10.
Is that a comet?
Guide us to thy perfect light
Oh star of wonder

6.
Jack Frost nips your nose
Tiny tots’ eyes are glowing
Sleep is difficult.

7.
A snowman just danced.
There must have been some magic
In that old silk hat.

8.
Silent night. Holy.
All is calm and bright for this
Tender, mild infant.

3.
Shepherds reported
“Angels we have heard on high.
Singing.” Good gracious.

4.
One foggy Christmas
Santa Claus came to Rudolph
Requesting guidance

5.
O’er the fields we go
In a one-horse open sleigh
Laughing all the way

1.
It is beginning
To look a lot like Christmas
Everywhere you go

2.
Frosty the snowman
Was a jolly happy soul
With a corn-cob pipe.