My Christmas Poem
Merry Merry Christmas! It’s Christmas Eve at home! I’m not really there, so this is a hypothetical poem (ok I’m done rhyming) The old country house is so cold I can see my breath My parents don’t pay the gas bill Hoping the other gets fed up and finally moves out after 13 years of being divorced Mom’s in the basement crying, swearing, or both NOBODY GO DOWN THERE. She’s been warning us...
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