One Christmas my brother and I sang this song : Deck the halls with poison ivy, fa la la la la la la la la. Santa will get all red and hivey, fa la la la la la la la la. Well – we were kids, not poets.
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Love, love A Child’s Christmas in Wales.
Lillian
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I loved the film version of this story. Dianne
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Jazzy, I am shocked! I’m betting there was nothing in your stocking that year.
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