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joanne mitchell

(12/05/91 / stoke on trent)

The Christmas Poem For My Daddy


It was a cold dark night,
And i'm waiting for the snow
I know its nearly christmas
It'll be cold on my toe

I can't wait to see my presents
Stacked high beside the tree
All different shapes and sizes
All for me me ME

I love having christmas dinner
All as one big family
It's only once a year
Let's go decorate the tree

We'll put tinsel all over
And different colored ball's
All sparlky and shiny things
Can't wait till my dad call's

I really love christmas time
For the presents and the gifts
All the cold and frosty air
And the number one Christmas hit

Can't wait for the things im getting
I'll finish here and go to sleep tight
I wish you all a merry christmas
And to you all a very good night.


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Submitted: Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Edited: Saturday, April 30, 2011

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  • Broken Peaces (1/17/2008 2:40:00 PM)

    I dont know about a cold christmas you have portrayed a loving warm one and so nicely written top marks keep writting Chris (Report) Reply

  • Thad Wilk (12/18/2007 4:43:00 PM)

    Nice Christmas poem Joanne, may all your dreams come true this Christmas! ! *10*! (Report) Reply

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