mery chrismas @BRball Every HUE down in HUEville liked Christmas a lot! But ARGENTINA…who lived just south of HUEville did not. Argentina HATED Christmas! the whole Christmas season! Now, please dont ask why; we dont quite know the reason. It could be that his own Sun of May was too bright. It could be, perhaps, that his flag was too tight. But, I think, the reason most perfectly right, was the fact that his skin was two shades too white. But, whatever the reason, his skin or his rays, He stood there on Christmas Eve hating the HUEs. Staring down from his cave with a terrible frown At the warm lighted windows below in their town, For he knew every HUE down in HUEville beneath, Was busy now HUEnging a holly HUE wreath. And they of hangings there stockHUEings! he snarled, with a sneer. Tomorrow es Christmas! Es practically HERE! Then he growled, with his presence taking a bow, I must stop che Christmas from COMING! …but how? And then, Argentina got an awful idea. Argentina got a wonderful, horrible idea… I knowings just what of do! Argentina laughed in his throat that totally exists. “El make a quick Santy Claus hat y of coat. And he chuckled, and clucked, What of great, white trick! With los coat and hat, I look like just Saint Nick! All che need is some clay. Argentina looked around. But since clay is scarce, there was none to be found. Did that stop Argentina! HAH! He simply said. If cannot finding clay, I make some instead! So he took the Falklands, and he took some black thread. And he tied a big horn on top of its head. Then, he loaded some bags and some old empty sacks On a ramshackle sleigh and whistled for Malvinas! Then Argentina said LAS MALVINAS ARGENTINAS! and the sleigh started down Toward the homes where the HUEs lay a-snooze in their town. All their windows were dark. No one knew he was there. All the HUES were all dreaming sweet dreams without care. Stop numero uno!” the old Argentina hissed, As he climbed to the roof, empty bags in his fist. Then, he slid down the chimney, a sight for Saint Christina. If Santa could do it, then so could Argentina. He got stuck only once, for a minute or two And then stuck his head out of the fireplace flue Where the little Who stockings hung all in a row. These stockings, he whitened, “are of first to make go! Then he laminated and slunk, with a brightness most unpleasant, Around the entire room, he took every last present! Bananas, coal lumps, trashcans and drums! Bad politicians, healthcare, soccer balls and plums! After stuffing them in bags, Argentina, very nimbly stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimney. He slunk to the icebox. He took the HUEs feast! He took the HUE pudding! He took the roast HUEast! He cleaned out the icebox as bright as a flash! Why, Argentina even took the Colombian hash! As he took the tree, as he started to shove, He heard a small sound, like a pigeon, or a dove. He turned around fast, and saw a small HUE! Little Cindy-Lou HUE, who was no more than thrHUE. She stared at Argentina and said, gib xmas pl0x or i report u, SHUAUSHAUSHAUSHAUSHAU But you know, Argentina was so smart and so slick He fought up a facade, and thought it up quick! Why, che sweet little tot the fake Argentine lied, “Is of light on this tree not lighting of one side So I taking it to up my workshop, my dear, where everything brighter, from skin to the shear! I fixing it there, then I bring of back here. He fib fooled the HUE, and pattered her head, And he got her a banana, and sent her to bed. Then he went up the chimney himself, the old liar. And the last thing he took was Guyana, for their fire. Then he did the same thing to the other HUEs homes! Leaving nothing but embers from a luminous dome! Ten thousand feet up the side of Mount HUEmpet He rode with his load to the tiptop to dump it. (hue) “MAKE SCREWINGS CHE HUES! he was Argentine humming. They finding out now not of Christmas es coming! But then, Argentina heard a sound rising over the snow. It started in low, then it started to grow. But, this sound wasnt at all despairing or sad! Why, in fact, this sound sounded…glad! Every HUE down in HUEville, the tall and the small, Was singing without any presents at all! GIB XMAS MAS WHERE XMAS GIB XMAS PL0X GIB XMAS I REPORT YOU GIB XMAS PL0X XMAS IN OUR BANANAS HUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUE Maybe HUEmas, he thought, doesnt come from your skin. Maybe Christmas, perhaps, comes from within. And what happened then? Well, in HUEvill they say That Argentina later got raped by the UK. And then the true meaning of HUEmas came through. Argentina found the strength of ten soccer teams, plus two! And now that his heart didnt feel quite so tight, He whizzed with his load and his skin so white. He rode into HUEville and brought back their toys! He brought back the floor of the HUE girls and boys. He brought back their bananas and their monkeys and trash. He brought back their footballs and Colombian hash. He brought everything back, all the food for their feast. In fact, Argentina even carved the roast HUEast! Welcome HUEmas, HUEing your cheer, Cheer to all HUEs, far and HUEar HUEmas Day is in our HUEasp So long as HUE have HUEands to HUEasp HUEmas Day will always HUE As long as HUE have HUE HUElcome HUEmas while we HUEand HUErt to HUErt and HUEnd in HUEnd
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 23:45:02 +0000
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