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Humbug

Now all throughout the land we hear it said, 'Humbug' rings the air both loud and clear, As all throughout the land the bills are paid With Christmas funds we held both close and dear; Without them, Christmas joy we’d lose, I fear. It’s time to send the funds you’ve set apart, Ensuring that goodwill remains so near And Christmas will remain inside your heart.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 1/9/2011 2:09:00 PM
Very cute, Deb! Like you, I save for months to prepare for Christmas spending, but it's always a struggle to part with those savings when the bills arrive. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 1/9/2011 9:01:00 AM
This is very sweet! love,Deb
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