An internet carol

As evening was streaming, all over this land, not a creature was featured, scribbling with their hand,
The mouses were idle, the touchscreens forlorn, for nobody touched them, not even a scrawl,
The sandman aproacheths and flails over your head, slipping you steely into your bed,



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