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Northwoods Poem

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I         Watermelon,         ears of skeleton         wet nose with marshmallow         I saw the Bear leaning on         Santa for a favor.         II         Here's Bear, week's growth of beard,         long bushy eyebrows         still reeking of gin         apparently wanted the penny-strapped Claus'         to dump Rudolph,         spray-paint his coat white         use Bear's fleshy drinker's nose         to lead the sleigh         that crazy night.         III         A tiff erupted         Rudolph almost lost it         santa ended paying Hibernation fees         though Bear grumbled he wasn't         bedding Next to no knot of worms garter snakes.

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