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Hum Bug

Ho!
Ho, ho!
Holy night,
Silent night,
What a night,
Stuck in traffic,
Frosty Snowman is
Not human, he’s snow.
Jingle Bells, all is not well,
There is no Santa, I must tell.
Deck the halls full of holly. Ho, ho.
Please, haven’t I had enough folly, now?
Dashing through the snow, my imported Yugo,
No go because my Yugo is stuck in a foot of snow.
Hickory, dickory, dock, someone stop this ticking clock.
It came upon a midnight clean when, I fear, I wasn’t even there.
‘Twas the night before Christmas when every bill collector called me.
Chestnuts roasting in the fire, I am so sick of Nat King Cole. He’s dead.
Christmas rush, gift shopping, and present swapping, people everywhere.
Money, money, money, it would be crazy if it wasn’t so funny. Please stop!
All I want for Christmas is peace, harmony, and a big screen TV
And clothes, DVD, and more money.
Very Merry
Xmas

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