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March 17, 2012
Knobs and knockers and old broom handles,
Cabbages and kings and dimly lit candles
Sausage and mash and cherry cake
Are they for real, or simply just fake?
Buckets and spades and a seaside donkey,
Punch hit Judy and she felt quite wonky.
Father Christmas caused a sensation,
Just another figment of our imagination.
And so the fantasy goes on and on.
Clouds to build our life upon.
Keep optimistic and dare to dream,
Otherwise you might just scream.
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