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I apologize if this offends anyone. I was “punch drunk” from a very serious lack of sleep, and this is what happens when the Sandman doesn’t visit πŸ™‚

Please read this to the tune of “Jingle Bells”
Falling in the snow
One winter, cold and gray
Over drifts we go
Cursing all the way

No bells will toll for us
Noise is not our thing
Let us be, or you shall see
What happens when you sing

Ooooh, what the hell?!, we all fell
Out of Santa’s sleigh
We don’t know where we should go
This Christmas holiday

Oooooh, here we go, to and fro
We think this is the way
Through the woods, up to no good
This Christ-mas hol-i-daaaaaayyyy!!

Ho Ho!


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