My Dad, when he was younger memorized a poem in the Anguish Languish called Ladle Rat Rotten Hut.
The anguish languish is based off of the fact that an unbelievable number of English words, regardless of their usual meanings, can be substituted quite satisfactorily for others. When all the words in a given passage of English have been so replaced, the passage keeps its original meaning, but all the words have acquired new ones.
Anyway, Dad realized that no one has translated "Twas the Night Before Christmas" into the anguish language.
Care to try?
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