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There was a little boy named Andy, who thought he was pretty dandy

His favorite festival was Halloween, would count the days and hours between

Mischievous had this boy been, so this is where the story begins

Andy was in love with candy, the ways he would get it quite handy

He would dress up a fright, to the neighbor's delight

He had his scheme, a candy lover’s dream

Many costumes he'd wear, of his devilish plan they're unaware

Firecrackers in his keep, kept for the ones who did not treat

For now the neighbors discovered his ruse, the trick or treating now abused

Coming up with a master plan, to sneak in like the boogeyman

Sliding down the chimney quick, looking nothing like Saint Nick

Bad little Andy in his mischief got stuck, his calls being unheard with no luck

Two weeks went by with posters spread about, for little Andy to keep an eye out

Then it came a cold winter's night, whe

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