Annual Christmas Poetry
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This is a document containing a Christmas poem that I have written every year from the age of ten. Some are serious, others sentimental and there is one which is just insanely funny. I recommend reading my ten year old one first and working up to my seventeen year old one because you can see how my writing has progressed and developed. Additionally I have put in the song, 'All I want for Christmas is you,' by Mariah Carey, but to some slightly different and amusing lyrics.
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