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Meredith Christomer

Tis Chrisdmidz time, amongst Malvern

And at the pole, beneath the ferns

A large man, who's jolly and fat

He gives us toys, and diddles cats

A criminal man, he fiddled A Wizard

Life cut short, caught in a blizzard

So if you take a feline ride

Be sure to do the deed inside

For if you stay out in the cold

Like St Nick, you won't get old.

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