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It looks a lot like Christmas
	even though they aren’t predicting snow.
Our kisses still are just as sweet
	Underneath the trees with balls of mistletoe.

The house outside and yard were decorated
	by the sweat of our brow.
The stars are all shinning and
	the moon makes us want to how.

Santa won’t be at the beach
	until it is the New Year,
As he is busy at the North Pole
	filling his sleigh from front to rear.

The glitter on the garlands
	is twinkling in the sun,
As presents are piled under the tree
	and we keep having summer fun.

So peace and love t all
	no matter near or far.
For Christmas here in Florida is sunny,
	and that’s just where we are.

© Copyright 1999.08.01 by Jean E. Gorney