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A call from security disrupted my screwing; An alarm had gone off, and some trouble was brewing. I went to top 10 my monitor, scanned the top 10 estate. The intruder was visible on camera eight. A fat load of crap in a fuzzy red top 10 suit, In a queer little sleigh with his bag full of loot. Eight tiny reindeer the color of fawn; This would be the last year they would shit on my lawn. The hookers and runaways would just have to wait, While I did what I did to protect my estate. When I got to my parlor I saw Santa there; My bodyguards had him strapped down to a chair. They had beat him severely, they couldn't avoid it. And Santa they said, well he rather enjoyed it. "I came for your help," he told me with a tear; "You're the only one who can save Christmas this year." "We are so much alike, I know that much is true; Since you also spread joy; just as much as I do.
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