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*T'was a month before Christmas and lights needed hanging. The tree needed trimming, (my headache was banging). "The stocking were hung on the chimney with care..." While electrical chords, were strewn everywhere. I unloaded boxes of tree decorations And listened to carols from old AM stations. "When out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter...." I hurried outside to see what was the matter. Over-reaching the hedges, the ladder gave way. And then I saw, in the bushes he lay. After shocking himself with a faulty light socket, His tootsie roll'd melted, inside of his pocket. He stumbled and bumbled, untangling the strands Replacing the burnouts and cutting his hands. The ordeal was finished. At last! What a feat! (Then one strand burned out, as we watched from the street.)*
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Nov 25, 2017
Nov 25, 2017 at 10:36 AM UTC
And the Lights were all Strung
*T'was a month before Christmas and lights needed hanging. The tree needed trimming, (my headache was banging). "The stocking were hung on the chimney with care..." While electrical chords, were strewn everywhere. I unloaded boxes of tree decorations And listened to carols from old AM stations. "When out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter...." I hurried outside to see what was the matter. Over-reaching the hedges, the ladder gave way. And then I saw, in the bushes he lay. After shocking himself with a faulty light socket, His tootsie roll'd melted, inside of his pocket. He stumbled and bumbled, untangling the strands Replacing the burnouts and cutting his hands. The ordeal was finished. At last! What a feat! (Then one strand burned out, as we watched from the street.)*
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Nov 25, 2017
Nov 25, 2017 at 10:36 AM UTC
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