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Ode to an old man

Christmas for a lonely old queen

Christs day is here,
You’re sitting alone.
No presents or cards,
The loved ones all gone,
It’s the most wonderful time of the year!
 
The closeness, the touch,
The memories live on.
Of laughter, of cheer,
Of days filled with fun.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year!
 
The market dictates,
Just how you should feel,
And no body bothers,
To whether it’s real.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year!
 
So powder it up,
Paint on a smile,
Sip some champagne,
Forget for a while,
It’s the most wonderful time of the year!
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