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Santa's Slumber
Hush, Santa's sleeping,
After a long, arduous trip;
Warm and cozy in his bed,
Hugging a bottle of nip
Squeezing down tight chimneys,
Singed by fireplace logs;
Tripping over power cords,
Attacked by vicious dogs!
Soaring through enemy air space,
To nations far and near;
A task we'd never sign up for,
Though he completes it every year
Our gifts have been delivered,
Let the man sleep in peace;
As another Eve creeps upon us,
The madness will never cease!
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