Leave your thoughts of this year....
I'll begin with a lil' christmas poem...
When Rudolph is coughing and Santa feels sick
listen to me, now. This is the trick...
Drink all the Grog and burn down the tree and then
send all your money to me.
When I'm rich like a yuppie and fat as a ton
it's gonna be a better year '21.
Edited by Bagu, 22 December 2020 - 07:17 AM.