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when all thro’ the garage
Not a creature was stirring, not even aperson;
The tools were hung by the workbench with care,
In hopes that repairs soon would be there;
The cars were nestled all snug in their bays,
While visions of orange cones danced in their heads
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I was stirring just now. It was a bad idea. I did an oil change on the Outback. Missed the pan. Now my garage looks like an Exxon Valdez re-enactment. Merry Christmas!