Greetings, Friends!
This Christmas we are staying in,Skyping en masse with all our kinAnd friends linked up in cyberspace,Slipping the surly bonds of place,And traffic on the Tappan Zee,Cross Bronx, and Hutch, and B.Q.E.To keep us alert and itchin',The brake lights we put in the kitchenAre set on Hazard. They look gay,Flashing throughout the holiday.So"greetings, all! Pull up a screen!You're coming through quite well, we mean.And we are…
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