Thursday, December 1, 2011

Wet Christmas

I'm dreaming of a wet Christmas
Because in Georgia it don't snow
It gets just as cold and just as old
And next day the sun will come and glow

I'm dreaming of a wet Christmas
So I can crank the heat up high
Snuggle in my Snuggie and sigh
Thanking God my Christmases aren't white

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