It Is a cozy place, one classy colored
couch close to the old shadiest
living room window space, you have the oven
made lemon cookies, with tasteful and
yummiest mint hot chocolate, checking
out the wintery night skies, clear
enough to see and saw a clash of stars
came along, the impact of whitened snow
all over and over right through your
hips achieved deeper, colder wind
from outside below wind-chill blew
heavy gust, and adjust the freezable average
limitless, a Christmas cabin to give the
warmth and toasty place, fireplace to keep
up the midair flame reborn, A Christmas
Cabin Part Two, filled up with lights burst
to lid-free, the world's largest Christmas tree
become a brighter, sweeter concept, the
music played and played nonstop action
sound, A Christmas, A Christmas Cabin
Part Three, what happened the Santa came
down, silent walker really slow paste,
and saw them sleeping like an angel, Santa
who gave them a Christmas blanket, with a
sleeping eye mask for two, and two Christmas
hats on their own charm heads, A Christmas
Cabin Part Four, all the presents can be
surrounded every single area neck-to-toe
entire cabin, Santa admitted to walk
through the kitchen himself, he thought
to grab one or two chocolate brownies,
he opens the fridge. and grab a bottle
of regular Coke, The End
Written by
Michael James Brindley
12-22-23
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