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A Silver Sixpence
On a cold frosty night the moon hung in the dark sky like a silver sixpence, Waiting for a bus that seemed to be hours late, wind dried my face I was cold, While leaning on the stop sign I could see into rooms through lighted windows, All seemed warm and cosy Christmas Trees glowed and fairy lights went on and off. Decorations hung from ceilings they were all colours gold, silver, reds and blue, Black and white televisions told everyone about cold weather outside on the news, People walked past windows wearing short sleeved jumpers, children smiled happily, It was Christmas Eve, and somewhere in the background I could hear Slade singing. In house windows and on mantle pieces hyacinths blossomed the mingled with the tree, There were crocuses and Dutch and Florentine tulips adding to the splendor of a room, Best tables were on show piled with egg-nogg and bottles of cream soda and lemonade, Stockings full of chocolate, crunchies, buttons and a white milky bar hung on walls. Open fires roared fed by copper coal scuttles mum and dad celebrated with a Babycham, A glass of Sandymans Port sipped by the grand parents all laughing enjoying themselves, Then in the cold night air I could hear an engine struggling up a hill to my bus stop, A green double decker windows glowing stopped and I got on, I silently wished my window Friends a happy Christmas.
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