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Xmas' Redoter (Redux)

Note: "How can there have been such strife in a Morlde` filled with beautiful Music; & how could there have been beautiful Music such in a Morlde` filled with strife?" -Soupy Sales, 2012. The 12 Panes Of Christmas: _____________________________________________________________________________ ___ - XMAS' RADOTER - Yule be Xmas afore ye know the pag'an go for patterned stamped snowflakes 'bove the Andy Williams' Shows DVD Stufftaculate CD, Away, In A Manger For The Happy Employees, drivelings (no place like) home for the Hollydayease in a Ford Barricade & SUG Thirsty, Nay, the new GM Bailout. Suffer the little Children new bornes, infants what nary see but a Semi-Claus ere semiclaws, tithes for the celibre-cause craws. Remembrances to things past-past, of natal assemblies en callow chorale masse gone Proustikipped, to mortitorium's N'well & stockings filled with the chimney's cold care yet in hopes das Geheimnis Viktoria would somehow brassiere... rout despair the Tree hovers Cabbage Patch? Nay!, but the oft'splayed Perry Como - You Win!, Get to poke Golgotha pins - WakeUp, boorros! Bing-Bing! WakeUp!, Jokers to the St. Jack Nihilis... but ya wanna bat 'n ball this 'round? You a'ready donned Santa, with a semi- Dear G*d, (Walsch also asked) How're You doin' It, & Your Son?...Tarnished proof weighdown here, filled with vanilla, frozen grins & Joyburdened smiles... 'neath pattern-stamped snowflakes & piney Glade heads afore the marshed desert Koyaanisqatsi Like yearlings' trotted-out Saviormusic whilst the other 333 like 666 - doubled for toil 'n trouble - employed to savaging One, many, or 'nother... Christmas partidges' riffeled feathers family? pared, unprepaired, Indeed, vouchsafed an enemy sans name on a horse with no name, save Internecine AmeriKa. For A kiss 'neath the mistlesilo whilst acaroling of the Bedlamites (Acts, II: 2-6), the Psalming 100?, Screeching like sleds in pit gravel to the Silent Night HeyMen! There lies an evergrander Light at the Dawn, but Hey!, who's gonna tear-away from Yawnni, & the extra-Vaganza of Truth? H.e.m. 12.13.MMviii. (ST)

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