December 28th Public Notice Page 29 Box 3
DECEMBER 28th PUBLIC NOTICE
Page 29 Box 3.
My ex was so bad, Santa never bothered with coal.
Nick left him Rudolph’s droppings-all warm in a bowl.
Merry Christmas to the jury! You are my Bethlehem Star!
So, Baby Jesus, stay warm and snug in your crib.
You created nothing with the cunning to match Adam’s Rib.
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