A Visit from Mr. Hawk
'Twas three days before Christmas, when all through the Courtyard,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse,
Because it was in Mr. Hawk's mouth!
Mr. Hawk enjoys a Christmas dinner on everyone's favorite lookout
It's a good thing it was nearly dark. We don't need to see the details of his meal.
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And away he flew like the down of a thistle.
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