Meaning of Christmas
its was eary morning hours
he came it was glowing day light shower
as he came in
to cure our sin
and make make godd and bad friend
they say this is his brithday
its not to stink or male your eyes blink
it mean not a dreams
love for all of us thur dust
its the
MEANING OF CHRISTMAS
Copyright © Kurtis Scott Aka Curtis Futch Jr | Year Posted 2021
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