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[Thursday 10th December 2009 at 7:12 pm]
Thomas

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We three kings of Orient are:
One in a taxi, one in a car.
One on a scooter blowing a hooter
Smoking a fat cigar.

Oh, star of wonder, star of might,
Great big box of dynamite.
Westward leading through the ceiling
'Till we reach the Isle of Wight.
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[User Picture]From: elemnar
Thursday 10th December 2009 at 7:21 pm (UTC)
While shepherds washed their socks at night,
All seated round the tub,
An angel from the Lord came down,
And taught them how to scrub.
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