How We Hung Our Stockings in 2007, to the cadence of 'Twas the Night Before Christmas:
The stockings were hung
In their place by their sashes
Held down on the mantle
With our dead family's ashes
Morbid? Perhaps.
The truth? Absolutely.
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2 comments:
I especially like the snowman on top of your mom. Nice touch.
Nice ash.
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