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December 25th
Contributed by
marcrob
on
Tuesday, 21st November 2006 @ 08:45:33 AM in AEST
Topic:
Event
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This day used to mean something To me as well as them The birth of a boy Was hunted by the king
This day is marked by captilism It is not longer a religious event This means more to the kids Than it ever did to me
I used to enjoy this day It used to bring me much happyness I was happy to see their face The children they was smiling
I laugh at people panicing The running upto this day I know that they all mean well So I watch and never say
This day has lost all meaning I see this in every way The only time of the year When family come round to stay
Now the halls run silent No patter of any kind I am left all alone now I had once is now behind
Copyright ©
marcrob
... [
2006-11-21 08:45:33] (Date/Time posted on
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