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I'll get something big done soon for this

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Merry Christmas! Or if anyone wants to follow my lead, Zombie Day

Anyway, busy times! Christmas shopping Saturday, winter solstice party Sunday, getting new glasses Tuesday, then comes Christmas, then New Year, then back to England for my uncle's birthday, then back here for an appointment which will possibly hopefully lead to getting laser eye correction

Anyway, I leave you with this

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Good King Wenceslas looked out,
On the feast of Stephen,
Then the king did loudly shout,
"Zombies attack, we're leaving!"
Brightly shone the moon that night,
Though the frost was cruel,
When the zombies came in sight,
Searching to refuel.
"Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou know'st it, telling,
Yonder zombie, who was he?
Where and what his dwelling?"
"Sire, he lived a good league hence,
Underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence,
By Saint Agnes fountain."
"They'll rend our flesh, our blood for wine,
If we dally hither.
Thou and I shall pass the time,
Safely hiding thither."
Page and monarch, forth they went,
Forth they went together,
Through the zombies' wild lament
And the bitter weather.
"Sire, the night is darker now,
And the path seems longer,
Fails my heart, I know well how,
The zombies come on stronger."
"Mark my footsteps good my page,
Tread thou in them boldly,
Thou shalt find the zombies' rage
Chills thy blood less coldly."
In his masters steps he trod,
Where the snow lay dinted,
Moving faster than a plod,
The zombies they outsprinted.
Therefore people listen well,
When zombies are attacking:
Those who move fast do excel,
Less they at zombies hacking.
Zombie carols!
