“Sleigh Anyway!”

Whispers the red-clothed wordsmith,

Had a very shiny head,

And if you ever saw it,

You’d know that his hair had shed,

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“Internalise”

Scratching my head,

Feeling confused,

Rigged to explode,

Need to defuse,

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“Soul-Do-Yours”

Attention! given,

Awaiting orders,

Spiritually driven,

Intentions… flawless,

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