Habbo name: gregzilla
My poem:
Fred is a name,
although not a game,
falling furni is a game,
known and in fame,
christmas is close,
it draws so neer,
foggier than mist,
yet crystal clear,
for good habbo's will be visited to night,
and santa claus will take off for flight,
but that time isn't here,
so put poor people beware,
after a while of waiting,
you'll get a present, a rare!
Thank you very much and happy crimbo!, inspired by : miss-t
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