Victorian Mistletoe Poem.
With her defiant air she sits beneath the chandelier;
There hangs a spray of mistletoe, but still she shows no fear.
Who wants to kiss his sweetheart when her brother’s standing near?
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With her defiant air she sits beneath the chandelier;
There hangs a spray of mistletoe, but still she shows no fear.
Who wants to kiss his sweetheart when her brother’s standing near?
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