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Its been slow all morning for me. But soon the 2 year old is delivered for Daddy's Xmas.
The lights are on, the music is set, the presents are wrapped, Camera is ready.
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Wrap me up in my old flying jacket,
And give me a joystick to hold, to hold,
And I'll soar once again o'er the trenches
And thus shall my exploits be told.
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