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merry.

creepy crawlies down the hall
stock the shelves with alcohol
a creak, a crack,
a whistle lacks
and yet I hear such eerie sounds

tippy top, climb on up
toes reach bottom
pour empty cup
and trip on spout
'till drink comes out
and merrily makes it's way around

ooey gooey down the chimney
slip and slide quick, quick with envy
happy comes and happy goes
imitating winds that blow
tie the knots of bows unbound

Hold it steady
hold your ground
and do not frown
no, do not frown