Christmas Presents

Christmas Presents

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As I lay in my bed, I think with dread, Of past lovers, who I know consider dead. As Christmas draws near, This year I fear, Was wasted on flings both far And near. So this is to all who spend this winter. Alone but glad coz they left the cheater Lets raise our Ben's and lift the Jerry's Onto our lips and taste strawberries Let's sing and laugh a jolly Ho-ho-ho ! forgetting the past cheater and his hoe. So ha! and hey!and fiddle-de-dee ! I wonder what next Christmas will be like for me.
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Once upon a time, I was your typical good girl, doing my job like a total elf star, no complaints. Even with the little "gift" I was born with (aka my disability), I handled life pretty well. But let me tell you, luck's never been my plus-one. What am I talking about? Oh, just my lovely name-and the Christmas curse that comes with it! Every year, without fail, while my family's out decking the halls, I'm over here getting snowed under with the worst disasters. So, yeah, all I want for Christmas is for this nightmare of a season to be over. But this year? Oh, I've really hit the Christmas tree topper. Ever since I plopped myself down on Santa's lap at my office party and made a special wish, it's been one yule disaster after another! And now, I'm stuck in this sleigh ride from hell with that red-suited nightmare, forced to follow him wherever he jingles. Sure, he might be a total angel under that fake beard-mysterious and all-but I'm not about to let myself get wrapped up like some Christmas present under the tree. My brain's still in one piece, thanks. So, seriously, sweet baby Jesus, how did a nice executive assistant like me end up sleighing through this wild holiday misadventure full of danger, romance, and all the holly jolly chaos of Christmas?!

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