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Katie77:
I thought it would be nice to have this thread, where we could post the many emails we are recieving this Christmas......

Some are happy, some are sad, some are rude, some are funny, some are religious some are just plain cynical, but whatever they are, at least they spread a message to our friends and family that we are thinking of them at this time.

Whichever way we celebrate, it is the time of the year, when we hopefully can have a sense of humour about how others perceive and enjoy Christmas, so lets enjoy the stories and poems that are sent around the world at this time of the year.

Katie77:
Christmas poem
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>>      T'was the night before Christmas, he lived all alone, in a one
>> bedroom house, made of plaster and stone.
>>
>>      I had come down the chimney, with presents to give, and to see
>> just who, in this home, did live.
>>
>>      I looked all about, a strange sight I did see, no tinsel, no
>> presents, not even a tree.
>>
>>      No stocking by mantle, just boots filled with sand, on the wall
>> hung pictures, of far distant lands.
>>
>>      With medals and badges, awards of all kinds, a sober thought,
>> came through my mind.
>>
>>      For this house was different, it was dark and dreary. I found
>> the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly.
>>
>>      The soldier lay sleeping, silent, alone, curled up on the floor,
>> in this one bedroom home.
>>
>>      The face was so gentle, the room in such disorder, not how I
>> pictured, an Australian soldier.
>>
>>      Was this the hero, of whom I'd just read? Curled up on a poncho,
>> the floor for a bed?
>>
>>      I realized the families, that I saw this night, owed their lives
>> to these soldiers, who were willing to fight.
>>
>>      Soon round the world, the children would play, and grownups
>> would celebrate, a bright Christmas day.
>>
>>      They all enjoyed freedom, each month of the year, because of the
>> soldiers, like the one lying here.
>>
>>      I couldn't help wonder, how many lay alone, on a cold Christmas
>> Eve, in a land far from home.
>>
>>      The very thought brought, a tear to my eye, I dropped to my
>> knees, and started to cry.
>>
>>      The soldier awakened, and I heard a rough voice, "Santa, don't
>> cry, this life is my choice. Then the soldier rolled over, with a
>> voice soft and pure, whispered, "Carry on Santa, its Christmas Day,
>> all is secure."
>>
>>      One look at my watch, and I knew he was right. "Merry Christmas
>> my friend, and to all a good night."
>>
>>
>>

Katie77:
Christmas 2006

Katie77:
Subject: CHRISTMAS
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>>> > A Christmas Story
>>>  'Twas the night before Christmas--Old Santa was pissed.
>>>  He cussed out the elves and threw down his list.
>>>  Miserable little brats, ungrateful little jerks.
>>>  I have a good mind to scrap the whole works!
>>>  I've busted my ass for damn near a year,
>>>  Instead of "Thanks Santa"--what do I hear?
>>>  The old lady bitches cause I work late at night.
>>>The elves want more money--The reindeer all fight.
>>>  Rudolph got drunk and goosed all the maids.
>>>  Donner is pregnant and Vixen has AIDS.
>>>And just when I thought that things would get better
>>>  Those assholes from the IRS sent me a letter,
>>>  They say I owe taxes--if that ain't damn funny
>>>  Who the hell ever sent Santa Claus any money?
>>>  And the kids these days--they all are the pits
>>>  They want the impossible--Those mean little shits
>>>  I spent a whole year making wagons and sleds
>>>Assembling dolls...Their arms, legs and heads
>>>I made a ton of yo yo's--No request for them,
>>>  They want computers and robots...they think - I'm IBM!
>>>Flying through the air...dodging the trees
>>>Falling down chimneys and skinning my knees
>>>  I'm quitting this job there's just no enjoyment
>>>  I'll sit on my fat ass and draw unemployment.
>>>  There's no Christmas this year now you know the reason,
>>>  I found me a blonde. I'm going SOUTH for the season
>>

Katie77:


                           Australian Jingle Bells
Dashing through the bush,
in a bright blue Holden Ute,
Kicking up the dust,
esky in the boot,
Kelpie by my side,
singing Christmas songs,
It's Summer time and I am in
my singlet, shorts and thongs
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut !,
Oh what fun it is to ride in my bright blue Holden Ute.
Engine's getting hot;
we dodge the kangaroos,
The swaggie climbs aboard,
he is welcome too.
All the family's there,
sitting by the pool,
Christmas Day the Aussie way,
by the barbecue.
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut!,
Oh what fun it is to ride in a bright blue Holden Ute.
Come the afternoon,
Grandpa has a doze,
The kids and Uncle Bruce,
are swimming in their clothes.
The time comes 'round to go,
we take the family snap,
Pack the car and all shoot through,
before the washing up.
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut!,
Oh what fun it is to ride in my bright blue Holden Ute

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