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Plastic Christmas
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Plastic Christmas

Poem By Miss Fairytale

Dressed in tinsel and golden beads
The tree stand proud before the room
Laughter dances through its needles
Swirling through the room
Into my mouth, my ears;
I can taste it
I can taste the happiness
Sweet at glace cherries.

27th December 2004

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