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Apr 2017
Santa is gone.
The gifts are unwrapped.
The food is gone.
No more eggnog.
Time to move on to the next holiday.
which is bill paying day.
$1000.00 Of dollars sent on gifts. Credit cards to the max.
Returning gifts but buying more.
o what fun we have each year.
New year's is next
just a big drunk.
to for get more bills yet to come.
Got to put the house up for collection.
ST. Valentine day o what a joy.
$99.00 For roses
The cops are at my door.
The check bounds and the judge said 90 days.
Holiday What a joy. Can some one bail me out.
I'll pay you back next Tuesday!!!
Written by
Harold r hunt sr  63/M/union sc
(63/M/union sc)   
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