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It’s nice to be naughty, says Santa

With apologies (again) to Clement Clarke Moore Twas the night before Christmas And all through the ‘hood Nothing was stirring,  or  nobody could; Stockings were hung by the chimney with care In the hope that x- toys soon would be there; And the  naughty were nestled all snug in their beds Engaged in activities best left […]

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A Visit from St. Nicholas

(With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore) ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a keyboard was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hope that e-readers soon would be there; And the writers were nestled all snug in their beds Dreaming of royalties […]

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