Christmas eve,
In the rain selling trees,
Cold to the bone, soaked coat sleeves,
Three remain, whose gonna buy one of these?
They're all on sale,
You never can tell,
Some wait until the last minute,
On the last day, I'll gladly trim it,
And tie it on top of their car for free.
WarriorCarryingWater
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Christmas Eve In The Rain
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