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Merry Grinchmas To Y'All.
The tree is man-made, the gifts are fake,
The carols make my stomach ache.
I hate the crowds, the forced-up cheer,
The noise that fills this time of year.
The sales are loud, the hype is worse,
Everyone's lost in some gift-giving curse.
The cookies? -Too sweet! The songs? -A "bore"!
I’d rather be locked behind my door.
So skip the cheer, and ditch the mess,
I’d...
Tuesday 24th December 2024 11:30 am
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