Treasure Island

Rebecca Bell


The Holidays


Christmas is coming and there is lots of cheer
Time to be around those which you hold so dear

Spread the Christmas joy and also spread the love
But remember that its all about Jesus Christ from above

So decorate your Christmas tree and you gingerbread houses too
Maybe then unlike Elvis said your Christmas won't be blue

Put up your Christmas lights and turn on the Christmas tunes
Cause we all know that Christmas is coming quite soon

Submitted: Sunday, November 28, 2010

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  • Kevin Carney (12/3/2010 12:04:00 AM)

    Merry Christmas, nicely written and so true. You have capture the true spirit of Christmas. Well done :) (Report) Reply

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