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Christmas is over Back to our ways To the times before We stammered in stores. We put back our smiles And hold back our hands We scooped up our presents And put them in drawers. Now we're left with boxes, And paper and more. Junk in the rooms. Junk on the doors. Time to take down the lights Take down the tree Take back the presents That aren't pleasing to thee. Christmas is over Back to our ways The excitement is gone The music winds down. © 2001, Sharon Bullard |
