Silent Night

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Oh silent night, most unholy birth.

Quick!  Quick!  What have we done?

In the back yard!

Bury it before morning comes.

When the neighbors ask

About the dirt mound,

We’ll say it was just our cat.

Nobody has to know, and

If we just deny it long enough

It will be like it never happened.