By Richard Bugg
Two nights before Christmas I sat on my bed,And more than just sugar plums danced in my head.Our savings depleted; my job quite unstable;My wife wanting clothes and a new kitchen table.

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Twas the night before Christmas
And throughout the land
People were kneeling
And all holding hands….

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Twas the night before Christmas and all through the town,
the fire siren echoed blaring its sound.
The firefighters came running from far and from near,
and raced to the trucks quickly donning their gear.

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