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Jingle All the Way!

Jingle bells,
Jingle bells
Jingle all the way.
Oh! what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh.

"Jingle Bells", Frank Sinatra (1957)

By dint of hearing bells jingle all the way, Tinker Bell has mutated into the Mad Hatter, singing "Brother John" on top of her head—the latter, by chance, remaining firmly screwed into her neck in spite of the darts and fits of the Queen of Hearts, stubbornly obsessed with being a pain in the neck and getting the head of anyone above and below daring to stand up to her. Could it be that her heart has lost its reasons that reason itself ignores? No one knows. And if no one gets it, it means everyone's lost it. That's quite devious, I admit, but never mind, it's a big deal. And at the end of the tale, damn the cost, the Royals don't count. Whatever the fat death knells alarming all the way may say, on the day of the Three Kings, we shall omit the trinkets. End of the line.

Merry Christmas everyone!

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