twas not so close to christmas, and all through the house, all the creaters were freezing, including the mouse. "Cant use the heater", said the father with glee. "But its freakin freezin in here", said a shivering me. all the doors were open, and the air blew in cold, "that's a bad way to get sick", so i was told. and yet i sit here, in my scarf
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