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Arthur's Christmas song:APH

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Published: Dec 12, 2010

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"Paddies, roasting, by an open mine
Welshmen nipping at my nose
Yuletide songs, being sung, by the Scots
And folks dress up the Berwald too
Everybody knows
Some tea, and some lovely scones
Help to make this whole world bright
Tiny Yanks with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to eat tonight
They know that Tino's on his way
He's loaded lots of goodies and micro nations on his sleigh
And every Frenchman's child is gonna see
That Moomins really know how to fly
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
From nations old to young and new
Although, it's been said, many times, many ways
Bloody good times
Merry Christmas
To you."

Francis frowned. He was quite sure that those weren't the original lyrics to the song. Arthur must have made his own version up on the spot. Frenchmen's child indeed. He huffed. Somebody would be sleeping under the tree tonight, and it would not be him.

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This was made up on the spot.
I would have just left it as it was, but I though the ending was a sweet little touch.
~~It also gets rid of the risk of people talking about pairings I don't like. /shot/~~

Disclaimer: I know that what happened to the Irish, or to any of the other ethnicities for that matter. It just fits the character.

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Christmas Song © Some old dude or two.
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