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EI Christmas Cale

This is the saga of Noel X. Yule,

Whom everyone thought was a drudge and a fool.

All called him a jerk and not without reason,

But never during the Christmas season.

For old school chums or to patch up rifts,

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For every givee, he knew just the gifts:

Lead gloves to Joe for playful boxin,

And for Cousin Sally a water mocsin,

A Karloff doll for little Gwendolyn,

A box of gunpowder to light a candle in,

A cap of flowers and a kirtle,

Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle.

Yule's gifts were uncomfortable, dangerous, shocking,

And made him the heel of the Christmas stocking.

He shopped early to miss all the clawing and bloodying,

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