On Christmas day Santa sat smoking his pipe,
He had just opened up a can of fresh tripe,
His job was now over,
Until the end of October,
But, Mrs. Claus could work; she could type.
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Showing posts with label MRS. CLAUS HAS TO WORK OUT. Show all posts
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Thursday, November 1, 2012
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