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Boom Decorates Herself

Boom decorates herself as if she were a Christmas decoration What kind? I asked, sugar cookies, divinity or another confection? More like a tree, her hair is full of bulbs, all silver and such. I think I would like to meet her I tell him, I mean very much. You would! He says, for I am dressed as Santa’s happy fat elf. The one that likes to lift others to get things down from a shelf. I eat some of the sugar cookies, they are marvelous, pretty and gay. I can meet Boom another day, feasting is what I’m all about today.

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