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[aid] => mick
[title] => Presents of mind..
[time] => 2017-12-10 01:28:53
[hometext] => By the time we open it, its too late!
[bodytext] => Christmas makes us kids again;
Taking us to way back when;
Dreams came true as all dreams should,
And all we had to be was good!
I’m good all year and still I get;
Gifts that I don’t need and yet;
When budgets call for small amounts;
They tell me its the thought that counts!
Oh, the wide and daunting gap;
Betwixt the wish, and what’s unwrapped!
I hint and show and leave a list;
But every year the targets missed!
So, Santa while you plan your flight;
I’ve come to pack your sack tonight!
How much would you say this weighs?
No wonder that your hairs turned gray!
Leave behind this heavy stuff;
Rudolf has to pull enough!
Unpack the coal, its such as waste!
Diamonds take up much less space!
And candy canes break easily;
Lets opt for caviar and brie!
You’ve no need to make two trips;
Don’t you know that Fed-Ex ships?
By the time that you come back;
I’ll have all this stuff repacked!
You’ll have more time left to yourself;
With me to be your Christmas elf!
And every year I guarantee;
A happy, merry, jolly me!
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