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Apr 2017
Here I set waiting for Santa.
A glass of milk and some cookies.
It's snowing outside and the dog is cold as an ice
The fireplace is clean no wood to burn
Here I set waiting for Santa Claus.
Now the milk is getting warm.
The cookies are getting green.
I'm getting mad for my dad just told me.
IT'S The 4th of July!!
Written by
Harold r hunt sr  63/M/union sc
(63/M/union sc)   
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