'Twas the week before Christmas and all through the house
The remodelers were trampling
The vacuum was broken
The cards were bought not addressed, stamped or sent
And there's no time to make this rhyme.
But I'm peaceful and happy that everyone's home
And the raisin bread IS baked
And I'm thinking of what this is really all about:
Christ came.
He will come again.
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