Present for me?

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Christmas is a time of year,
When nearly every card starts with dear.
I have the perfect present for you "oh my",
My present is for you to die.
Hang a rope from a tree,
Pull it up as you stare at me.
Your lifeless body hanging from a thread,
You were wishing you last moments were watching anime in bed.
And now there might be a death across the street,
And someone new for you to meet.

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