No surprise, I suppose,
Missed it while it was here,
Cold gray skies over the
Shortest day of the year,
In a Japanese town where
No Jutes or Celts will appear,
Unlike other parts, where
They will organize a feast,
Burn Yule logs, dance around
Stones with a Druid priest...
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