I hate you all.


very Late Christmas poemTwas the night before Christmas, Santa flew through the sky. Hed finished early this year (he was that kind of guy) As he flew by through the thick midnight mist, He spied a well decorated house that was not on his list! He reread his chart, it was not on his route May as well give them the benefit of the doubt He landed on the roof, stepped out of the sleigh, And slid down the chimney without a delay. He stood in a large room, And he looked for the tree. And there wasnt one around, as far as he could see A voice called Ive got you now,very Late Christmas poem

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... On the Great space coaster!
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Poop
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... On the Great space coaster!
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