Christmas Day not much peace and goodwill though. I ate plenty and then felt guilty about the hungry, so I drank plenty too.
Isn't Christmas Day the most boring day of the year? Nowhere to go, nothing to do and the same old Christmas crap on the TV.
But I wrote a poem:
Winter Afternoon
A man lies sleeping on the bed,
on a shelf...
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Isn't Christmas Day the most boring day of the year? Nowhere to go, nothing to do and the same old Christmas crap on the TV.
But I wrote a poem:
Winter Afternoon
A man lies sleeping on the bed,
on a shelf...
Read More
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