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By B.K. Date: 2004 Dec 19 Comment on this Work [[2004.12.19.14.29.714]] |
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I gave up tinsel when Aluminum and plastic icicles Went out of style Now one thousand points of light With ribbons and beads Colorful glass ornaments Is my wile On a tall crisp evergreen And while the logs burn The frost off our noses We sit on the hearth Sipping spicy egg nog Until it is not sugar plums But thoughts warmer Of a snuggle rumble While hands and kisses Karaoke and dance This very bad years Bah-humbug Right out of us (c)bk |