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STRANGE GIFTS

Christmas Day is soon to come
With magic all around
I see things not like you
I know how strange this might sound

Candy canes and chocolates
A Scooter and bike
These gifts seem odd to me
Not things I would really like

Stockings so carefully hung
By the chimney so warm
Balls and dolls and other toys
What I wish, I should inform

Don’t appeal to me at all
Some garbage, I know, ugh
I’ll admit, truth be told
You might guess, I am a Bug

LISTEN TO ME READ

Once you start thinking about things from a bugs point of view, it's sometimes hard to stop.

STRANGE GIFTS
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