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OZ Advent, Day 8: Poet's Carols
Dec. 8th, 2016 09:00 amPoet's Carols
Poet turned up the volume on the kitchen radio. He got busy and began peeling the potatoes in time with the Christmas carol the station was playing. At first, he hummed along to the music, then he eventually broke out into his own version of the song…
Jingle bells,
Vern’s carcass smells,
As Robson laid a spoon.
The deal was sealed
by Keller's feels,
and Beecher got away!
( Poet's Carols, continued )
Poet turned up the volume on the kitchen radio. He got busy and began peeling the potatoes in time with the Christmas carol the station was playing. At first, he hummed along to the music, then he eventually broke out into his own version of the song…
Jingle bells,
Vern’s carcass smells,
As Robson laid a spoon.
The deal was sealed
by Keller's feels,
and Beecher got away!
( Poet's Carols, continued )
