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Nov 2017
I don’t think Santa wants a whiskey or a G and T
Not by the time he gets to me
I think he’d prefer a Tunnocks and a cup of tea.
All night he’s been drinking
So this is what I’m thinking
A coffee perhaps and a little snack
But nothing that will make him too fat.
Written by
Joyfulgurl  33/F/Cornwall
(33/F/Cornwall)   
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