I'm dreaming of a smoking white Christmas
Just like the herfs I use to know
Where the cigar ash glistens,
and my wife finally listens
yet doesn't hear the UPS's squealing brakes in the snow
I'm dreaming of a smoking white Christmas
With every Camino Viejo Tabacos gift card I type
May the scotch make your day merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be remembered smoking padrons in your tidy whites .....
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