Every Last Gift
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Kris, so miffed having heard Blitzen say,
"You must shelter in place, Christmas day!",
drew a sip from his flask
through a rip in his mask,
then threw every last gift off his sleigh!
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Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2020
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