Once termites bored
a hole in the holly
on the hill
Now a gnawing holocaust
of emptiness
where once Hollywood
was held...
but as time passed
it was known
that Holly was hallowed
because Holly was hollowed.
Soon a beehive came
graced with honey
and the magic of the
queen to
the hallowed hollowed
holy
Holly on the hill.
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