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Sister Yanny baked brownies in the orphanage.  This was a  rare occasion 
for money was scarce and there were more important things to buy such as milk,
diapers, blankets, etc.   Buddy bounced in his crib making gurgling sounds 
while a dimple appeared on his round little chin. 
As night arrived, all the parent-less cherubs slept safe in their beds, 
except for Buddy stayed awake waiting for Santa to make his big break. 
Thump went the floor boards as Santa frantically placed each parcel adrift.
Buddy jumped out of the crib with a pacifier dangling from his left hip. 
Raising one chubby arm he plops a big pacifier into Santa's rudy mouth  
Santa falls asleep smiling like a contented cat while Buddy pokes a hole in 
Santa's hat and turned it into a garment red and white. Off he went to deliver
toys to all the boys and girls, while Santa snores and snores and snores.... 
Come morning Santa is fed cookies by a discombobulated nun that Santa 
called hon bun. Buddy winks at the elves "you've done a good job this year " 
then he pats his belly crosses his baby toes and returns to the orphanage.
Santa is so pleased with Buddy's assistance that he decides to adopt Buddy. 
So this is how Buddy ends up in the North Pole. I know there are movies that 
tell you otherwise but I am telling you the true story, behind the little diaper 
that could.  I should tell you about the time that Buddy poops out gold, but 
that is another story.  I must go now Yanny is calling, the brownies are ready.

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