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Christmas Poem

I’m finally out of that old store

But i’m still in a weird dim lighted place  

 

I’m in this tiny room all alone

Oh no! the lights have turned on in my space

 

In came a man with a big stomach

He gave me a buddy  known as a toy

 

On Christmas morning I saw a child,

And as she opened me I felt a burst of joy

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