And was able to spend his vacation studying.
He could trim a tree with incredible arts,
And knew "White Christmas" in all its four parts.
But he met his end just like you'd expect him;
His Christmas spirit finally wrecked him.
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It's a wonderful story, a fine December bit,
But to tell the truth we can't remember it.
It was awfully long and its moral was stinted,
So perhaps it's just as well we don't print it.
Now please don't think we've been feeding on hashish;
It's not so easy as some people think, when they're in a whimsical mood, to be Ogden Nashish.