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Dec 10
It’s going to be a
Blue blue Christmas
Without you to hold
They’ve nicked me
Heating allowance
It’s to ****** cold
Got the cat to keep
Me alright
I do hope Christmas
Is not ****** white.
It’s going to be a
Blue blue Christmas
With not much to eat
No ****** presents
No one to greet.
I got the cat
We we will eat
A *** of Sheba stew
Us the lonely
What can we do
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
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