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anti christmas

christmas comes but once a year and thats too much for me ive never been a fan of sitting round a dead pine tree my favourite sweets are humbugs turkeys for the yanks and as for christmas crackers would i pull yours no thanks bing crosbys on the radio dreaming bout the snow and fat men in red suits and beards are everywhere i go the queen comes on the tv saying how shes had it rough then steve mcqueen escapes again and now ive had enough ill get my coat and take a walk the pubs just down the road but that is closed for christmas day so back to my abode an early night sounds good to me ill curl up with a book forget about this christmas thing its over now thank god

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Date: 12/16/2009 10:59:00 AM
Thank you for sharing your amazing poetry with us today Brian. Love, Carol
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Date: 12/15/2009 5:34:00 PM
Hahaha, I love this, well done Brian, Into my fav's with this one, Im still laughing. x
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Date: 12/15/2009 2:39:00 PM
People who spend Christmas alone feel very much as you describe, Brian. Having done this myself, I know how hard it is to listen to all the carols, watch all the holiday movies and miss having a family to share my home. I hope the new year brings brighter days your way! Love, Carolyn
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