To the Master of Mysterioso Mondo Santas... Mudlark here, entrigued, enticed but unilluminated, despite having mulled and mumbled and ruminated. Your style is most charming, but content obscure-- For a Santa you are living up to your moniker, I fear. I did glean a whiff of a hint of a suggestion Though the way it was put did quite beg the question: Metoaphoically speaking we may see the same star? But in point of fact the package must travel quite far. If true, my stalling Is appalling.
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