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This year my wife bought us personalised gifts
In order to heal little family rifts
Her sister was flattered and gave her a hug
When she found her face on a bone china mug
Her Dad kissed her cheek, wrapped his arm round her waist
In thanks for the monogrammed cigarette case
Tempers, once frayed, we’re now far less fiery
When her brother opened his new photo diary
And now everybody was getting on fine
And so it was time that I opened mine
Mine was quite large and so peace was assured
’til I found my face on a friggin dartboard
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2021
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