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The highly-charged-festive spirit Of Christmas all aglow. Food, garland, gifts and lights Songs and trees, the whole show. Orchestras and cantatas. Heav'nly bells sweetly rung. Fife, cello, mandolin, violin. And lovely choruses sung. But the carolers, now, are silent The ornaments are on the shelves. All the gifts are opened There’s no more need for elves. The candles are blown out And the gleaming lights unplugged. The heavenly bells sit silent; Gone is the Christmas bug. Decorations all packed up And the tinsel taken down. Stores remove their displays. Family has left town. The Christmas Season’s over The festivities are done. ‘Tis time to leave the Arena, Ahh. It’s time to move on. Though life reverts to normal, Still, keep the Spirit alive; Remember why we celebrate. Let Christmas ever thrive. (Revised 12/2015)
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 8:27 PM UTC
Exiting the Christmas Arena
The highly-charged-festive spirit Of Christmas all aglow. Food, garland, gifts and lights Songs and trees, the whole show. Orchestras and cantatas. Heav'nly bells sweetly rung. Fife, cello, mandolin, violin. And lovely choruses sung. But the carolers, now, are silent The ornaments are on the shelves. All the gifts are opened There’s no more need for elves. The candles are blown out And the gleaming lights unplugged. The heavenly bells sit silent; Gone is the Christmas bug. Decorations all packed up And the tinsel taken down. Stores remove their displays. Family has left town. The Christmas Season’s over The festivities are done. ‘Tis time to leave the Arena, Ahh. It’s time to move on. Though life reverts to normal, Still, keep the Spirit alive; Remember why we celebrate. Let Christmas ever thrive. (Revised 12/2015)
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 8:27 PM UTC
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