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Exultant!
The door swings open,
A familiar smell. Yes!
My girl! She is home! |
Festively Fat
This isn't just any
Tummy; this is festive fat.
And getting bigger. |
Seriously.
You think you're funny,
Human, but you ain't. No more
Mean names. It hurts me! |
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Thanksgiving
O, noble turkey,
White and dark. I love it all.
So, come on! Let's eat! |
Santa Claws
Lucky for me, this
cookie-snatcher is kept out:
No chimney here, bud. |
The Money Song
I don't need it, but
The girl apparently does.
Donate! Lots! Often!
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