December- 9- 2025
A Trois Par Huit for December Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Andrea Dietrich
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Santa lay Sick on bed all through day, Unable to wake up, as if dead. It was going to be Christmas, he thought with dread Doctor said, he was too fat being overfed To get through chimney, he must lose weight Now, should wait at each gate. What a fate!
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