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From V, Christmas '06: carols

On the first day of Christmas, my kitty gave to me
A hairball beneath the Christmas tree
Two spilled mugs of eggnog
Three dug-up poinsettias
Four shredded Santa pillows
Five grains of kitty litter in my auntie's fruitcake
Six barfed-up bows
Seven clawed-up greeting cards
Eight regurgitated ribbons
Nine stinky pee stains
Ten broken ornaments
Eleven little mouse tails
Twelve baby kittens ... awwwwwww!




Mele Kalikimaka

Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say,
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day,
That's the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway,
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright,
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night,
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way
To say "Merry Christmas to you."


Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say,
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day,
That's the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway,
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright,
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night,
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way
To say, "Merry Christmas,
A very Merry Christmas to you."
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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