It's Xmas Eve (And I Can't Leave)A Poem by Desert Knavea slender sonnet
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Christmas Eve And I Can't Leave Till After We Go Beneath The Mistletoe Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2025
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Added on December 17, 2025 Last Updated on December 17, 2025 AuthorDesert KnavePhoenix, AZAboutI am in my mid-60's, a manic-depressive, seldom impressive, often recessive poet who loves the ocean, rain, the desert, and playing with rhyme. I am a native Arizonan, a Virgo, and a hair metal fan an.. more.. |

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