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Jun 2019
a whisker of tinsel
the smoked pine of Christmas
old uncle Noel is knocking on our door
so we
hop
skip
and
high jump
out the window
we are the grinches of our own celebration
burn the tree to ashen cinders
douse the smoulders in old egg nog
shout obscenery over the joyous celebration
family removal day
boxing day, ever a day early
Written by
Starlight  19/Transmasculine/Australia
(19/Transmasculine/Australia)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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