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This poem was published on December 2, 2025 at mockingowlroost.com/blog/nutrcradker-on patrol. This is my original poem.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ a wooden body with steady onyx eyes stares through the warm, festive glow of glimmering lights strung around the traditional Christmas tree decorated with sparkling ornaments and crimson ribbons stalwart, the nutcracker stands its gray musket at attention, ready to defend the carefully wrapped gifts piled beneath the tree with stern eyes it faithfully watches the circle of vintage trains, buzzing around the tree's base like a devoted guardian he sits beneath the holiday tree preserving holiday whimsy, protecting childhood awe, safeguarding adulthood memories of Christmases long past protecting everyone from holiday distress.
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