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A Better Christmas
so, a time for warm memories?
fond loved ones from the past?
Christmas 2019 one to forget
I thought it might prove my last
parrot strangled in trimmings
wife, shopping after a row, got
took short, skidded off the path
tree trimmed by a snow plough
house got burgled Christmas Eve
at which your festive spirit palls
he nicked the replacement spruce
complete ...
Thursday 24th December 2020 10:20 am
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