JerryR
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When I awoke on Christmas morn, when all sweet things are born,
A Robin perced upon my sill, to greet the coming dawn.
It was young, fragile and gay, and sweetly did it sing,
Sweet thoughts of joy and happiness, it to my heart did bring.
I softly smiled at Robin's song, and reaching from the bed,
I slowly slid the window shut...............
And crushed it's bloody head :mrgreen:
A Robin perced upon my sill, to greet the coming dawn.
It was young, fragile and gay, and sweetly did it sing,
Sweet thoughts of joy and happiness, it to my heart did bring.
I softly smiled at Robin's song, and reaching from the bed,
I slowly slid the window shut...............
And crushed it's bloody head :mrgreen: