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Christmas Wrung Dry


'Tis sad when this season goes by
Another Christmas has been wrung dry
Bled for its every ounce of zest
Almost a year until strangers are blessed.

The annual time when old underwear's shed
Everyone has clean skivvies for bed
Holey and dingy socks are discarded
Everyone's been fully Wal-marted.

Stockings ripped off of the chimmney without care
Filled with toothpaste and Suave shampoo for the hair
The garbagemen will be in tinsel up to their ears
Grateful Christmas is just once a year.

The kids will soon return back to school.
Anticipation of this makes all parents drool.
The dog has it's new collar
Fresh treats made him holler.

The formerly looming relatives have all been sent away
Absence will truly make the heart fonder on this day.
Christmas goodies and scraps are gone for good
Finally we can return to more normal food

The sugar buzz of the kids has started to fade
New toys are being destroyed more slowly this day
I don't mean to be lacking Christmas cheer
but I am glad it's almost a new year!



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