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Tiny Tim's Christmas Carol
by Randy Johnson
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  Ebenezer Scrooge died and left his money to me.
But just like Ebenezer, I became consumed by greed.
I'm Tiny Tim and I became just as bad as Scrooge was.
I was bitter, stingy, unfeeling and even odious.

I became so mean that I foreclosed on my parents' house.
I was a great business man but as a person, I was a louse.
As a child, I was good, I often said "God bless us everyone."
When people saw how I turned out, they were stunned.

I was visited by three spirits one fateful night.
They showed me that I'd die if I didn't change and I was paralyzed by fright.
I changed just like Ebenezer Scrooge did.
I will not keep my love of Christmas hid.

I built an orphanage and now I help the poor.
The former Tiny Tim is gone, he doesn't exist anymore.
When I was shown the lifestyle that I led, I began to fear it.
I owe everything to the Christmas past, present and future spirits.



(This is a sequel of my 'Ebenezer Scrooge' poem.)
 
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December 24, 2012
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