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The Night Man
Oh where, oh where
is the man of the night?
He's anything but a ruffian.
Like Spider-Man,
though bearing gifts,
He’s your friendly
neighborhood Columbian.

With little goodies
wrapped up in paper,
He’s like a miniature Santa Claus.
A physique matching a
great Greek god,
Just your doctor
making house calls.

He's so many things
to all different people,
As he brings what they desire.
A brave fireman towing his element,
He’ll extinguish your roaring fire.

But no one dares
mention this saint,
For fear he may go away.
Taking all of his precious presents,
Just disappearing during the day.

So keep your secrets to yourself,
Ensuring the return of him soon.
He'll get you fixed up all right,
Just wait by the
light of the moon.

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