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Replica of Jesus

Replica of Jesus Christmas started out so splendid Until it had finally, recently ended Decorations and tree taken down Alive and green now turning brown. Ours is artificial and stays green And what to tell you still do mean To me it is really, only way to go Stays same size and does not grow. Placed all in boxes and put away And will be waiting for another day Thoroughly enjoyed as we shout Time again to take everything out. Went to church and I am no stranger On Epiphany, Jesus was in a manager Became our savior proper and prim What we now see is a replica of Him. James Serious Mysterious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet

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