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On the Eleventh Day of Christmas, La Befana brought to me: good gifts and her own style of creepy.
La Befana, frizzy, frizzy,
In a puff of dust,
Goes to see if the children
Are good or bad.
One disobedient child,
Who never wanted to do anything,
La Befana takes him away
To La Befana’s land!
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