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On Christmas Eve

On Christmas Eve when slumbering    
and dreaming of some Bearded King,            
back when fairies bought a loose tooth  
(this as that child is my excuse,)    
I dreamt of gifts that HE would bring.        
        
Not peace on Earth and such dull things        
but pretty toys some pulled by string    
as for good will, I had no use,        
On Christmas Eve.        
          
For weeks and weeks I binged on whinge        
when my mouth opened, Ma would cringe,        
" I want want want " she took to booze...        
I guess I kinda blew her fuse,        
such thoughts, now, my memory brings,        
on Christmas Eve...
Written by Rew
Published | Edited 18th Dec 2023
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