When Out in the Pod There Arose Such a Clatter, We Turned Our Mics On to See What Was the Matter
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the studio
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the audio mixer with care,
In hopes that a special guest soon would be there.
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