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Unhappy Christmas
Contributed by
woody
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Monday, 26th August 2002 @ 06:52:47 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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What did you get for Christmas ?
Was it something nice ?
I'm sitting here in Casualty,
My face is packed with ice.
I dread it every Christmas,
They never give me toys,
Daddy will get drunk again,
His nights out with the boys.
I know he doesn't mean it,
He's far to drunk to know,
He hits me hard for nothing,
And bruises always show.
A Christmas to remember,
The policemen had to call,
They took my Dad away this time,
He said I'd had a fall.
He's really done it this time,
An ambulance had to come,
That's why I'm sitting here in Casualty,
Waiting with me Mum.
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woody
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2002-08-26 06:52:47] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Unhappy Christmas
(User Rating: 1 ) by AnnD on
Monday, 26th August 2002 @ 04:28:13 PM AEST (User
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Simply expressed through the words of a child....but sadly all too often true.
Thanks for sharing this.
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