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T’was the night before Christmas, and through Arlo’s house,
Not a creature was stirring, not Raylan on the couch,
A knocking that comes from the chimney, who’d dare?
Surely he’ll shoot them, whoever goes there.
Happy Holidays everyone, here’s a silly little something for you! (It’s not a poem, don’t worry. I’m just an asshole)