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Dec 21, 2008
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Christmas Quarreling
Living with no friends
would literally be a bore,
In my mind's eye, solitary confinement
'twould be too big a chore;
and then to brave the elements
when the seasons dare to change,
would lend an eye towards shelter
so your life you'd rearrange;
and with no one to borrow from
there'd be no funds to lend,
this year's been quite the weird one,
there's snow in the desert, once again.
Just think of what I'm speaking of
know what I say is true,
this is a place where the average day
is Fahrenheit 102!
That doesn't explain the climate
of how weird things've been, of late;
it's been strange enough that one can't get
their friends and enemies.....straight.
So Christmas Quarreling with loved ones
seems to be the latest trend,
of course, that's how one knows they're loved..
..there's snow in the desert once again.
would literally be a bore,
In my mind's eye, solitary confinement
'twould be too big a chore;
and then to brave the elements
when the seasons dare to change,
would lend an eye towards shelter
so your life you'd rearrange;
and with no one to borrow from
there'd be no funds to lend,
this year's been quite the weird one,
there's snow in the desert, once again.
Just think of what I'm speaking of
know what I say is true,
this is a place where the average day
is Fahrenheit 102!
That doesn't explain the climate
of how weird things've been, of late;
it's been strange enough that one can't get
their friends and enemies.....straight.
So Christmas Quarreling with loved ones
seems to be the latest trend,
of course, that's how one knows they're loved..
..there's snow in the desert once again.
— docmaverick, Dec 21, 2008
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orgami
17 years 5 months ago
Hey what a great classic
docmaverick
17 years 4 months ago
Thanks, Orgami...