Christmas
speaks Beaver
Gobbledygook!
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just always have to ask for another...

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At the beginning of time itself it had existed
A clump of hatred, undetectable to the eye
Watching our every move with distaste
Knowing only it’s own desire to end it

One day, the desire grew beyond imagine
and will itself a physical body into being
And with this body a vow was made
A vow to cause devastation

Unsure if its new form, it started small
Unbeknownst to all, twas the first time
that a small child's candy had been stolen
Or that a man was kicked while down

Twas this vile beast in human form
This was the cause for the evil in the world
As time grew on, it’s acts of evil grew
Until the coming of the Loony one

A man so gentle in nature, he could not hate
His pleasantness was the anti-thesis
His joy the repellent of darkness
The one named BoB could not be brought down

He told to the beast, release your anger
Hatred could yield no benefit for it
But the beast sadly learned the truth
Without it’s anger it could not exist

To replace anger would end it
And BoB felt a pity for the creature
Allowing it to lurk his lands
But always to keep it’s actions in check

Confused, the Beast took on an Identity.
Christmas, a name none could attach a meaning
A name born from a heart of loathing
Beffiting a creature who knew no love

However, a bizarre human came along
A strange blend of hate and love
A balance Christmas felt impossible
So confronted the tiny cracker she did

‘How can one hate and love’ she asked
And a small smile appeared
A smile full of caring and understanding
‘Cause smurf it’ was all that was said

‘smurf it’ Christmas repeated awkwardly
While the phrase itself made little sense,
Things began to clear to Christmas
And a new world view came in

A world full of stupidity and wrong
People were mean and colld
Others just plain dumb
At first she didn’t realize it was different

But it felt like better somehow
And eventually it dawned on her why
She found humor in there screw ups
And joy when forced to do her bidding

A world in which Christmas felt at home
A love of the very hatred she harbored
And a desire to give something back
And to do this her eyes turned to Manus

A man who possessed an indestructible body
Someone who has lived for as long as Christmas
A truly sad man whose body was beaten with age
A legendary pack rat with a bottomless basement

Engaging Manus in battle he was brought down
Though laughed upon his own defeat
“I will not die, newb’ he smirked
But Christmas all but smiled

Sealing Manus away was but step one
Next her gaze turned to the little people
And with a thrashing of her whip,
She made them her slaves

‘You shall use the stash of Manus
And give his old used clothes to teenagers
His cheap and beaten toys to children
and tit no one wants to the elderly.’

Though Christmas realized the flaw
There was to much to go around
So back in times she sent the little ones
To begin her work in a time long past

A holiday known as Christmas was born
Named in honor of it’s true creator
Bringing families together to show her love
Causing stress over stupid things to show her hate

In current times, Christmas battles manus
Who escapes from time to time
Attempting to reclaim his junk horde
From the inferiors who use it today

Epic incoming.