Time To Toss That Hate On The Yule Log

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Time to toss that hate on the Yule log
’tis love I wish to venerate
Another year rapidly diminished
No more sand to disseminate

It is time to let it all burn away
Unburden ourselves of anything hollow
No better than a dollar store chocolate Santa
Time to honor the Savior you claim to follow

When My Time Is Finished

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When my time is finished
You may say whatever you want about me
That I never grew up
That I contain no redeeming qualities

My words were hollow & juvenile
My attempts at piracy weren’t any good
But one thing will never be said
That I didn’t love her the best I could