Deck the halls with boughs of coffee
'Tis the season to be nerdy
Don we now our gayish glasses
Clean your stale notes of their fungus
See the freakin work before us
Gasp for air and faint in horror
Then you think of J2 prelims
Life's really a downward spiral
Sing to tune of Deck the Halls [duh]. And tra la la until the next line comes up. I know, so very lame. -__-
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