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The year was 2021 and Christmas was fast approaching,
Fear and uncertainty were seeping into every corner of daily life,
Good will was at an all time low throughout the land,
With Covid spreading faster than the gossip surrounding it,
The people cried out in vain, many going insane, 
Few safe in their own company for than a week.

With those in power throwing in the towel,
The situation was grim indeed,
Is this the end becoming the catch phrase?

Who would have thought that once again poets?,
Would be called upon to save the day,
With style and wit, the pens began scratching,
And keypads started overheating, 
As out of the mist that hung over the many backwaters and  lonely bye-ways, 
Poems filled with the spirit of Christmas past began to appear.

As one after the other poets on the soup took up the call, 
With other forums soon taking up the challenge,
To light another candle of positive thought,
And push back the darkness,
Saving Christmas for another year,
Giving those who threw in their towels,
Or failed to take sound advice,
Another chance to put things right in 2022.

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