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Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the land Not a creature was stirring, but Dio Brando and his enemy stand The Joestars had hung their stockings by the fire Unaware of the events that would soon transpire For the Joestars had all gone to bed, you see Having finished their chicken and lit up the tree Messina and Loggins stood watch by the door While outside a Blizzard did give a big roar From out on the lawn a loud clang rang out Causing Old Joseph to jump up from his bed with a shout Prepared, in case someone was attempting to burgle He tore open the window with a quick Hermit Purple For what did he see on that front lawn mo

SADNESS Sadness loves to cry and hate With tearful face and depressed soul Among the decaying leaves Far down in some shadowy grove Had been to me a cause for alarm There I learned to cry all day While there on the cold ground I did lie A child with a saddened eye Of late, the years have flown So cries the heavens to below With anger as the lightning flies I have no time for happy things Though gazing to the darkened sky When the hour of the depressed comes to hand The tears shall flow, The time to praise has come to pass Happiness, to me is forbidden For my heart does cry for happy things