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Christmas Shopping

Wrapping paper, Some gift tags, Bows and ribbon, Stuffed in Bags. Baubles, tinsel, Christmas cards, Rushing around, This shopping’s hard. Grandpa’s hankies, Granny’s shawl, Uncle Albert’s socks, I want to bawl. Bruised and battered, Bumped and shoved, Just back off, I won’t be rushed. Parents panicking, Yells and screams, Fighting to buy the toy, Of their child’s dreams. I’m off home, To do my shopping on line, Sit in comfort, With a glass of Mulled Wine. I don’t care, If you think I’m lazy, I’m not doing that again, I’m not crazy.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 12/5/2016 11:11:00 AM
I hear you, Mrs Kay. I'm not getting out in the crowds either. Love the humor:)
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Kay Roberts
Date: 12/5/2016 6:15:00 PM
I'm taking a chance early tomorrow :( got a few little bits and pieces to get. Then that is it until the food shopping. Thank you for your kind words Daniel :)
Date: 12/4/2016 6:55:00 PM
ha ha ha I'm just not bothering lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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Kay Roberts
Date: 12/5/2016 2:16:00 AM
Hahaha..... We're almost done. All online too. :) Hugs. Kay :)
Date: 12/4/2016 5:12:00 PM
LOL Sounds crazy for sure Kay :)
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Kay Roberts
Date: 12/4/2016 5:14:00 PM
It always is, Heidi :)

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