The Festival Days Poem by jimmy blass
The Festival Days
The trees are bare
The leaves have fell
The morns have frost
It’s cold as hell
The stove is warm
Inside is great
The electric’s on
Dog’s on the grate
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The festive days are here
The kids are of good cheer
Beer and wine’s in the fridge
Gramma’s comin’ o’er the bridge
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This is a bit of doggerel just for fun composed November 2010.
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