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I’m
dreaming of a gay Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know.
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the treetops shimmer with rainbow glitter
And ev-ry fella had a beau.
And ev-ry fella had a beau.
Oh, I’m dreaming of a gay Christmas
With Every Streisand song I play.
With Every Streisand song I play.
And no matter which way you sway
I hope all your Christmases are gay.
I hope all your Christmases are gay.
My blogger brother, that's a cute poem, my friend! By the way, where I come from, everyday is gay! LOL! Peace, buddy! Love!
ReplyDeleteROGER: CAN I LIVE THERE?
ReplyDeleteMy sentiments exactly!
ReplyDeleteSTAN: SO X-MAS @ YOUR PLACE YEAR ROUND?
ReplyDeleteOf course you can, my friend! Pack up your BF and come on over! :)
ReplyDeleteROGER: NOW THAT'S AN X-MAS GIFT!
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