Christmas madness in all its gladness
Holiday cheer, that glorious season is here, where one was far from pious all year, now all are forgiven, far from a sinner, a boastful roast, everyone is a bashful winner, merriment for all involved, how the painstaking gruel and graft of the year has taken its toll, fine winners and devious diners with all its dazzle and shine, a well prepared occasion, it proved more than sublime.
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