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The word grateful springs to mind,
And being above ground I don't mind,
As long as I am of sound mind,
With others not having me to mind,
And me fit to children mind.

The only thing I do mind,
Is alcohol I have to mind,
Though a drop or two of baileys in my coffee,
   should not cloud my mind.
And there is some baileys chocolate to blow my mind,
So, overall Christmas stimulates my mind,
And given my age the children can mind or not mind,
As another Christmas is always on my mind,
And being being above ground I don't mind,
With another poem just for you in mind.

Hope you have only kind words in mind,
For those of unsound mind,
You have to mind, 
With the spirit of Christmas in Mind.

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