Not Sure I Like It
Snow fall and Santa
those long winter nights
a season for merry
cold winds they do bite.
I'm not sure I like it
no matter the year
seems the older I get
the lesser the cheer.
No sugar plums dancing
around in my head
the countdown to Christmas
12 days I do dread.
So bring on the sunshine
and a warm summer breeze
for I'm really more merry
at seventy seven degrees!
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