- i wake up and rain turns to snow my fear is under the tree where 3 presents lay the bells are ringing in my ear and i now i want alot of presents wait i no i shouldent be this way lord can you get me through this its only youre birthday and thats what counts.
- by LUCY CROCKER |
- Holiday Poem Contest
- | Submitted on 12/11/2008 |
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- Title: greety
- Artist: LUCY CROCKER
- Description: someone that is so greety.
- Date: 12/11/2008
- Tags: greaty
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