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    In the style of ff-sc, ff-infernoink, ckcmc comic style, The Christmas Present Was a Grizzly Bear Under the tree, a gift so rare, Wrapped in paper, bold and bare. Not a toy, not a sweater or book— A massive bear, with a hungry look. It growled beneath the festive bow, Eyes like amber, soft and low. The ribbon trembled, the paper tore, And then it roared— The room froze in a frosty glare. "I wanted a bike," I whispered in fear, But the grizzly leaned close, its breath so near. "Next time," it said, "ask for something more tame— Like a hug, or a puzzle, or even a frame." The gift was not what I had planned, But it was Christmas, And the bear was grand.

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