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I'VE BEEN GOOD! Dear, dear Santa, I've been oh so good this year! Just ask Mama! (Well, maybe you shouldn't ask her.) There was that small incident with the cat... And the mysterious crayon hieroglyphics on the den walls. Oh, and that tantrum I threw in the toy store. Then there were those new words I learned at school... Mama got red and told me not to say them anymore. But other than these few little things, (oh, and the grass fire I started) I've been really good! Can I have my pony now?
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