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2008, Santarchy, San Francisco
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Later that afternoon the event began to wind down
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The Elixir Saloon proved an attractive watering hole
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He offered to smite with a mighty branch
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A few gathered to sing Christmas carols
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Her hat was like a large dollop of whipped cream
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In December he wore a fresh flower lei
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For one the message was the traditional peace
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The mob of Santas moved up 16th toward Dolores Street
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Oddly, others marched the opposite direction
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Two Santas waited to cross 18th Street at the light
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The main gathering, it happened, was in Dolores Park
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Santas raced on blocks of ice
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Santas engaged in a snow ball throwing fight
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In San Francisco, snow balls must be imported
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For the young, a head of white hair is happy making
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They huddled for warmth near a large palm
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For some, the atmosphere was cocktail-party-like
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The traditional Santa high wire walk
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More spirited downhill ice runs
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Two smartly attired elves were there too
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Just then a serious challenge evolved
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The race began with excited cheers
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The race ended in the joviality of a tie
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Meanwhile the lead Santas planned the next move
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Giants too had a place by the big tree
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One woman swallowed a flaming sword
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The sword swallower was worth texting about
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The supply of snowballs began to dwindle
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The police arrived to restore order
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Alas but the police car was out numbered
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A lone Santa wandered in search of the gathering
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