Tag: 2024
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Midlife Margarita’s Night Before Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, except for my spouse. His snores like a foghorn, a symphony loud, While I tossed and I turned in a hot-flashy cloud. The stockings were hung on the chimney with care, (Though I suspect he’d forgotten, the lazy old bear).…
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