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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
site)
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