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Chiristmas Isn'T Always As Good As They Say

Christmas isn't always as good as they say One year it was too warm to be white I had a cold that lasted 3 days and my sister and I got in a fight At dinner my dad sneezed out his blue glass eye He tried to catch it, but it was too late It flew all the way across the table and landed in my sisters plate She squealed, jumped up and spilled her tea and ruined my new lime green Polk-a-dot sweater Christmas isn't always as good as they say Sometimes it's even better!

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Date: 4/25/2017 5:06:00 PM
Love this, Roger! Fun!
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