[For once, nothing seems to go wrong in the city. The stores have shut down. There are sparkling lights covering almost all of the buildings (yes, even the ones that are no longer occupied or are falling apart). Pine trees are all decorated and the remnants of Tokyo Tower look like a giant, lit up tree. Snow falls today from dawn and into the night.
On the first day of Christmas, the Digital World gave to me... The city celebrating Eleven Trailmon sleeping Ten jobs a-wanted Nine Beemon buzzing Eight crests a-glowin’ Seven eggs a-hatchin’ Six shops a-broken FIVE HUNDRED BIT Four D-Terminals Three Starmon Two Damemon And poor Culumon painted green.
Day 12
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Terminal Tokyo.]
The city celebrating
Eleven Trailmon sleeping
Ten jobs a-wanted
Nine Beemon buzzing
Eight crests a-glowin’
Seven eggs a-hatchin’
Six shops a-broken
FIVE HUNDRED BIT
Four D-Terminals
Three Starmon
Two Damemon
And poor Culumon painted green.