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Drape the garland around the Douglas Fir.

Green, red, blue, silver, and gold

Bulbs you can see yourself in

Snowcapped rooftops glisten with blue, white snow.

Bing on the record player,

wishing to go back to Christmases gone by.

My skull, a volcano

My hair, lava, because it flowed down my back

ACDC logo humped my black t-shirt

Sunshine, that asshole, burst through the window.s

My secluded corner saved me from the ravages

Of cancer-inducing rays of deceptive sunshine

Three books in hand

A vampire novel,

A teen horror thriller

And something by Twain

Doesn’t matter what book it was

Twain wrote it; it’s a classic.

I debate whether or not to buy all three