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Alison Smith

Rookie (22nd February 1957 / Orange, New South Wales, Australia)

Two For Christmas


Kids all grown and have their own thing
Family too far away...
Just two for Christmas this year
Never been just two

No need for trees and shiny things
Or all the presents and food
Just two for Christmas this year
Never been just two

Quietly to bed on Christmas eve
Wont feed the reindeer this year
Just two for Christmas this year
Never been just two

Strange to wake on Christmas Day
No laughing kids to watch
Just two for Christmas this year
Never been just us two.

Submitted: Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Edited: Saturday, December 04, 2010

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  • Freshman - 2,206 Points Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (12/6/2006 8:00:00 PM)

    oooh, Alison, tsk, tsk, tsk...I cannot permit such negative, anticipatory feelings...
    You get that tree I all tose shiny, curios of Christmastide up in your house, young lady & you do it before you dot another i, ALISON SMITH!
    All that aside, including my stealing of a line from the Dicken's' A Christmas Carol'
    i like this, a lot...and a hearty thanx for all yir reads, young lady & good friend in true! F J R (Report) Reply

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