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Talking Under the Christmas Tree
One night at a Shelby's house,
Where there are no mouse,
I was under the Christmas tree,
Then Shelby came and talked to me.
She told me about a time,
And told me to make of it a rhyme.
She told me of her ice skating time,
And how it was more fun than a dime,
But she didn't want to fall and bruise,
So she skated on her shoes.
So Shelby and her cousin had fun.
They figured skated and won.
Then they became famous.
© 2000 Matt Stufflebeam (All rights reserved)
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