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Merry Christmas

Puppies’ Christmas  Anon

It’s the day before Christmas  And all through the house  The puppies are squeaking  An old rubber mouse. 

The wreath which had merrily  Hung on the door  Is scattered in pieces  All over the floor. 

The stockings that hung  In a neat little row  Now boast a hole in  Each one of the toes. 

The tree was subjected  To bright-eyed whims,  And now, although splendid,  It’s missing some limbs. 

I catch them and hold them.  “Be good”, I insist.  They lick me, then run off  To see what they’ve missed. 

And now as I watch them  The thought comes to me,  That their’s is the spirit  That Christmas should be. 

Should children and puppies  Yet show us the way,  And teach us the joy  That should come with this day? 

Could they bring the message  That’s written above,  And tell us that, most of all  Christmas is love. 

Merry Christmas from my family to yours!

You are loved. deeply loved. loved beyond measure.

Until next time,


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