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On the eleventh day of winmas, my true win gave to me

Eleven Inquisitors

Ten honorblades

Nine talking swords

Eight aons flashing

Seven coloured Breaths

Six soupy Kandra

FIVE OOOO-KA-LAS

Four calling chickens 

Three Honorspren,

Two winning Ooklas, 

And an Ookla in a winning tree


 

 
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On the twelfth day of Winmas, my true win gave to me: 

Twelve pages of winning 

Eleven Inquisitors 

Ten Honorblades 

Nine talking swords 

Eight Aons flashing 

Seven colored Breaths 

Six soupy Kandra 

FIVE OOOO-KA-LAS 

Four calling chickens 

Three honorspren 

Two winning Ooklas 

And an Ookla in a winning tree! 

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‘Twas the night before the last post,

And all through the thread,

not a sharper was stirring, 

not even a Nathanking.

Though the house bundles of knobweed did hang everywhere,

In the hope that St. Sanderson would come and remove all despair.

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56 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

‘Twas the night before the last post,

And all through the thread,

not a sharper was stirring, 

not even a Nathanking.

Though the house bundles of knobweed did hang everywhere,

In the hope that St. Sanderson would come and remove all despair.

The sharders were nestled all snug in the thread

While visions of joyspren danced in their heads;

And mamma in her havah, and I in my cap,

Had just settled down for a long highstorm's nap,

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'Twas the night before the last post,

And all through the thread,

not a sharper was stirring, 

not even a Nathanking.

 

Though the house bundles of knobweed did hang everywhere,

In the hope that St. Sanderson would come and remove all despair.

The sharders were nestled all snug in the thread

While visions of joyspren danced in their heads;

And mamma in her havah, and I in my cap,

Had just settled down for a long highstorm's nap,

 

When out on the plains there was such a clatter

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter

Lashed to the window, flying like a flash

Soulcast the shutters, throw up the sash.

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