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My Santa

I kinda gazed upon my santa Picture today Early in the morning He truly looked divine I feel I would be right in my Comfort zone With my santa But like most people like me Have to take time to think on It My Santa has a great smile The hair white long Beard the same Rosy cheeks Witty,fun and funny I called him this morning the only Thing I got was santa answering Machine It said “Well the fish has quit biting to Cold to go” I’m in the woods cutting fire Wood So,you know what to do LOL...My santa my comfort Zone Oh, how I love my santa

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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