05.02.2012 / 08.50 am
 
Rating: 2.57
Votes: 7
Last night I found my swetheart Flo,
Posed neath a spray of misletoe.
"How come", said I, "when Christmas Day
Is still a good long week away?"
"Ah, shucks", she said. "Don't make me blush - Shop early and avoid the rush!"

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