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by BlueJay Dec 25, 2015
Special events /
Every year it's the same thing,
no sense of tradition and no where to go
screaming fills the air alongside sobs
of "we can't keep going on like this!"
At least, that's how it was until
we moved out over a loaf of bread
and spent the night in mom's office.
That was when paper angels
serenaded us for protection downtown
and when a Christmas wish came true -
we finally had a family to love,
presents under a tree, and a tradition
to uphold. That was when we were given
the Christmas Pickle and Marilyn Monroe.
(Not that either really make much sense,
but nothing about our "family" does.)
So now, every year it's something new
with a home for Christmas and
another song for the season.