It's Christmas morning, so merry so cheerful; just read what had happened - this poem is an earful! I awoke from my bed with my feet soaking wet, and spoke to my dad; no conclusion we met. A few hours later while walking my dog, something strange caught my eye and my mind turned to fog. The people next door (who were by far the worst) left their water pipes running - they froze and they burst! Merry Christmas to all, and to my ex-neighbors, I hope all of you step on a porcupine ball :)
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