Its been a good holiday,
we got gifts of all kinds,
there were big smiles on all of our faces.
We were happy,
I mean,
who isnt happy on Christmas.
It's a joyous occasion,
not a sad one,
So don't cry,
even if they are tears of joy.
Oh,they aren't tears of joy?
Uh, oh,
you've done something wrong,
you stayed up too late,
and you crept your way down the stairs.
You saw your parents wrapping presents,
you ran back upstairs,
you started crying,
Santa isn't real.
So those aren't tears of joy,
those are just tears.
But stop crying,
be happy,
at least you have parents to give you presents.
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My (Un) logical words
PoetryJust a bunch of words that I come up with and piece together that might make total sense or might just be unclear/illogical. Just bear with me and my horrible writing please. Ranks: #184 on youngwritersshortstory #136 on imfine #70 on unnoticed #182...
