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I have made this a yearly posting on my blog, for I feel it is worth sharing again and again. This really is the true meaning of Christmas ❤
May the glory and joy of Christmas bring you peace throughout the coming days. Merry Christmas, my friends, and Happy Holidays to all who celebrate the cultures that make this country so beautiful.
With Peace & Love,
Dorinda
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I have made this a yearly posting on my blog, for I feel it is worth sharing again and again. This really is the true meaning of Christmas ❤
May the glory and joy of Christmas bring you peace throughout the coming days. Merry Christmas, my friends, and Happy Holidays to all who celebrate the cultures that make this country so beautiful.
With Peace & Love,
Dorinda
**I own no rights to this video, nor do I claim any.
27 Tuesday Nov 2018
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Santa gets tired, dodging fire
That burns in the fireplace, below
All decked out in his fleece
And a little goose grease
Down the chimney he’d slide, like a pro
Feeling the heat, from under his feet
He tried very carefully, you know
To avoid all the flames
Without cursing your name
Little children might hear him, ut oh!
Once he found the tree, quite merrily
He would stack the toys, not a sound
Did he make as he swayed
To the music they played
This house, his most favorite, around
Up the chimney, jumpin’ jiminy!
Halfway, the poor man became tilted
The fire, now roaring
Dear Santa, imploring
“Even my white whiskers have wilted!”
So please, remember, this December
To make sure that your chimney is cold
He’ll be happier, see
As he calls to you and me
“Merry Christmas, to all, young and old!”
November Writing Prompt – Wilted white whiskers – Day 27/30
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