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Another
Christmas
With
Mother ~
Hello,
Merry
Christmas,
come
on in
all my
children
dear
So
glad
to
have
you at
my
house
for
Christmas
Dinner
this
year
Just
been
sitting
here
a'thinking
Of the
things
you
used
to do
Although
my
memory's
slipping
Those
memories
still
get
through
How
well
do I
remember
The
creative
things
you
did
Like
topping
my pie
with
shaving
cream
When
you
were
just a
kid
For
all
the
trouble
you
gave
me
Each
and
every
Holiday
I told
you
over
and
over
again
One
day
you'd
have
to pay
Your
kids
wanted
to
help
with
Dinner
Now
wasn't
that
awful
sweet?
I gave
them
some
of my
recipes
And
told
them
to fix
up all
the
treats
They've
been
awful
busy
But
happy
as can
be
I see
they
got
some
ideas
of
their
own
You
just
wait
and
see
I
think
they're
all
just
like
you
Not
one
bit
like
me
They
got
that
crazy
glue
you
know
Glued
together
the
gifts
under
the
tree
Now
dinner
is on
the
table
What a
super
job
they
did!
They
glued
the
fork
to the
knife
you
know
But
that's
the
nature
of a
kid
They
flavored
up the
tooth
picks
Flavored
them
up a
lot
You
won't
know
if
you're
getting
one
That's
peppermint
or
something
hot
So
what,
if
it's
sugar
instead
of
salt
I knew
nothing
'bout
that
But
it's
all
you
fault
you
raised
those
tricky
little
brats
Believe
me now
your
time
has
come
To
learn
that
lesson,
you
know
For
everything
you
ever
do
You'll
reap
just
what
you sow
Yolanda
Cohen
and
Betty
Hill ©
2004
yycohen@aol.com
&
ponymae1@hotmail.com
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