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Apr 2017
Santa was ready to go
on his Christmas eve trip.
to England and the to turkey
the US then all the rest.
but This Year Santa made a mess.
He took of before the sled wasn't complete full
there is no chop sticks for Wong.
no Swiss made clock for Hilda,
Santa messed up
He traveled The world and didn't know it.
he messed up so much he forgot you and me!
Written by
Harold r hunt sr  63/M/union sc
(63/M/union sc)   
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