We All Have a Christmas Story
We all have a Christmas story
Many have delightful memories
Some think of marvelous foods
I remember when my Grandpa slapped my face off
I was eight and had been waiting to hold a baby
For a long time
It was the day I thought I had ruined Christmas
When my parents got angry and left
And it was the last day I loved Grandpa
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