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It's not poetryA Poem by willweb |
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Warm in the loveA Poem by willweb |
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Same thingsA Poem by willweb |
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Favorite timeA Poem by willweb |
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Twas the site before ChristmasA Poem by willweb |
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With Christmas eve now dawningA Poem by willwebMerry Christmas Eve |
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It's the most poetic time, of the yearA Poem by willwebWritten to the melody of the song: "It's the most wonderful time of the year" |
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In quiet breaths he sings your nameA Poem by willweb |
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The Wizard of PiesA Poem by willweb |
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Over the edge, four flights upA Poem by willweb |
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