25 December 2012
I have not a decorated tree.
I have no presents.
I have not those petty things.
Oh I, I have laughter!
I have my smile,
And that is the best present
No money could ever buy me.
So stay, stay my friend.
I wish to give you the same gift,
Only your cheeks are going
To hurt when I'm done with you.
So We Agree. • Opuss № I