Bliss

Mistletoe and jingle bells 
Holidays are here
Christmas lights and
Snowy hills no longer bare
Icy cold and icicles 
Treats are being baked
Cookies and breads all that’s good
To celebrate Santa’s wake
And I in my robe
All nice and warm 
Sipping eggnog 
Ignoring the norm
Horse drawn sleighs
Children on sleds
Laughing and joking
Happiness in their heads
Sugarplums and mistletoe 
Carole’s in the street
Laughter and freedom 
People are so sweet 
Ambrosia and clotted cream
Spread on warm baked buns
Celebrating here at last
Music centered on the fun

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