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14 Aug 2010 - The Holiday Sump

The Holiday Sump Itís an unusual feeling, a quirk of the heart, We need to give of ourselves, nowhere to start The means by which we give, it does cost money, In the back of our minds, something special for the "honey" As we search the aisles, in a last minute panic, You feel as if youíre the last on the Titanic! We hope and we pray, someoneís looking as hard, For that piece that fits the steed in the yard! "Itís chaos!" you think, your thoughts run deliriously, Hoping the Clerk in the aisle, will take your words seriously You think that youíve had it,when your mind goes "Ker thump!" "Nah, youíll survive", itís just the Holiday Sump!

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