I love to see the colored leaves I love the raindrops on my sleeves I love the fall in every way It means we're close to Christmas day. A poem, by Stephanie Marr. Thank you, thank you. Oh, stop it. Thank you.
Obviously *some* people don't understand the true meaning of Christmas, which is celebrated in our hearts - and that's twelve months out of the year. (Ugh: I can't believe I just wrote that - but someone had to put a stop to the boy "bah humbag!"ness). :)
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Although I know you are obsessed
This one thing you must remember
Christmas music cannot be played
Until the calendar says "December"
POO ON YOU.
oooh...how's that for a rhyme?
No question about the calendar! Seriously, celebrate one holiday at a time, not Christmas in October.
Obviously *some* people don't understand the true meaning of Christmas, which is celebrated in our hearts - and that's twelve months out of the year. (Ugh: I can't believe I just wrote that - but someone had to put a stop to the boy "bah humbag!"ness). :)
Thanks, AJ! I like you!
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