[the poem is closing with its last lines] 
Danny Fenton : [narrating]  And then I thought, maybe this is the moral. / In the same way my folks loved their old Christmas quarrel. / Everyone celebrates in the way of their choosing. / I was so busy whining, I started abusing / The ones I loved most and I ruined their cheer. /
[smiles] 
Danny Fenton : I'll try to be better, come Christmas next year.
[thus ends the poem; Danny, Sam, Jazz and Tucker gather together at the last page which says "The End."] 
Samantha "Sam" Manson : Um, nice sentiment, but what are you, a greeting card?
Tucker Foley : Yeah, why are you talking in rhyme?
Jazz Fenton : Such a dork.
Danny Fenton : [realizing]  We're not talking in rhyme?
[starts getting jubliant] 
Danny Fenton : We're not talking in rhyme!
[the book closes, and Ghost Writer is glad his new poem is finished. A cell mate inches close to him as he wants to look at the new book he has completed, but Ghost Writer turns away from him] 
Walker : [greets him]  Orange?
Ghost Writer : [scared]  Aahh! Get that thing away from me!
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[Danny flies to the Jewish Manson home, hoping Sam won't put the blame on him for attacking Christmas] 
Danny Fenton : [in joy]  Sam!
Ghost Writer : Danny said.
Danny Fenton : [to Ghost Writer]  Oh, for crying out loud!
Samantha "Sam" Manson : I know. Can't you see we're all under a cloud? / Every present we had, in the chimney up through it! / That might work for you, but that's not how we do it!
Ghost Writer : And Sam saw sad faces on Mom, Dad, and Granny, / So I typed on my keyboard that the blame was on Danny!
[Ghost Writer conrtols Sam by her anger] 
Samantha "Sam" Manson : [angrily]  You! You did this?
Danny Fenton : [shouts]  Are you out of your mind?
Samantha "Sam" Manson : [shouts]  You're the holiday scrooge! Do you think that I'm blind?
Ghost Writer : And Danny and Sam found themselves in a spat. / But before Dan could calm her, I soon realized that / A new threat was needed to cut through the noise; / And what better way than attack of the toys?
[Ghost Writer brings all the toys from each building to attack the town, then starts forming them together. Danny and Sam stop and go outside to look at this scenery; Danny turns into Danny Phantom to find out what's going on] 
Ghost Writer : From all over the town, the toys started to merge! / I'm really quite weakened when I get the urge! / On this night before Christmas, a brand new attacker! / And now, face the wrath of my monster nutcracker!
[the controlled toys form a giant Nutcracker, which comes to life and attacks] 
Danny Phantom : [surprised]  Aw, nuts!
[he starts running away from the monster] 
Ghost Writer : Danny cried, as he started to run. /
[pauses] 
Ghost Writer : Must we end every scene with a terrible pun?
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[Danny Phantom has accidentally destroyed the poem Ghost Writer has created] 
Danny Phantom : Oops! Uh, Sorry, man, it was a total accident.
Ghost Writer : Oops?
[angrily] 
Ghost Writer : Oops? Do you have any idea what you've done?
Danny Phantom : Well... not really, uh, hence the "accident" part.
Ghost Writer : You've destroyed my greatest work! And that was my only copy!
[Danny picks up a page of the book from the destroyed pieces and reads it] 
Danny Phantom : The Fright Before Christmas? I destroyed a Christmas poem? Awesome!
Ghost Writer : What?
Danny Phantom : Dude, I am sick of Christmas! I came to the Ghost Zone to get away from it. I might not have meant to destroy your stupid book, but that doesn't mean I'm not okay with it.
[destroys the page from the book he was reading] 
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[Ghost Writer has trapped Danny Phantom inside a new poem, which begins its first lines] 
Ghost Writer : On the day before Christmas, in Amity Park, / Almost all there were cheery, yet one soul was dark.
Danny Fenton : Hey, that voice? It's the ghost whose book I destroyed. /
[looks around] 
Danny Fenton : Wait! I'm trapped in this poem? Now I'm really annoyed!
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[the poem is closing with its last lines] 
Danny Fenton : [narrating]  And then I thought, maybe this is the moral. / In the same way my folks loved their old Christmas quarrel. / Everyone celebrates in the way of their choosing. / I was so busy whining, I started abusing / The ones I loved most and I ruined their cheer. /
[smiles] 
Danny Fenton : I'll try to be better, come Christmas next year.
[thus ends the poem; Danny, Sam, Jazz and Tucker gather together at the last page which says "The End."] 
Samantha "Sam" Manson : Um, nice sentiment, but what are you, a greeting card?
Tucker Foley : Yeah, why are you talking in rhyme?
Jazz Fenton : Such a dork.
Danny Fenton : [realizing]  We're not talking in rhyme?
[starts getting jubliant] 
Danny Fenton : We're not talking in rhyme!
[the book closes, and Ghost Writer is glad his new poem is finished. A cell mate inches close to him as he wants to look at the new book he has completed, but Ghost Writer turns away from him] 
Walker : [greets him]  Orange?
Ghost Writer : [scared]  Aahh! Get that thing away from me!
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[Danny flies to the Jewish Manson home, hoping Sam won't put the blame on him for attacking Christmas] 
Danny Fenton : [in joy]  Sam!
Ghost Writer : Danny said.
Danny Fenton : [to Ghost Writer]  Oh, for crying out loud!
Samantha "Sam" Manson : I know. Can't you see we're all under a cloud? / Every present we had, in the chimney up through it! / That might work for you, but that's not how we do it!
Ghost Writer : And Sam saw sad faces on Mom, Dad, and Granny, / So I typed on my keyboard that the blame was on Danny!
[Ghost Writer conrtols Sam by her anger] 
Samantha "Sam" Manson : [angrily]  You! You did this?
Danny Fenton : [shouts]  Are you out of your mind?
Samantha "Sam" Manson : [shouts]  You're the holiday scrooge! Do you think that I'm blind?
Ghost Writer : And Danny and Sam found themselves in a spat. / But before Dan could calm her, I soon realized that / A new threat was needed to cut through the noise; / And what better way than attack of the toys?
[Ghost Writer brings all the toys from each building to attack the town, then starts forming them together. Danny and Sam stop and go outside to look at this scenery; Danny turns into Danny Phantom to find out what's going on] 
Ghost Writer : From all over the town, the toys started to merge! / I'm really quite weakened when I get the urge! / On this night before Christmas, a brand new attacker! / And now, face the wrath of my monster nutcracker!
[the controlled toys form a giant Nutcracker, which comes to life and attacks] 
Danny Phantom : [surprised]  Aw, nuts!
[he starts running away from the monster] 
Ghost Writer : Danny cried, as he started to run. /
[pauses] 
Ghost Writer : Must we end every scene with a terrible pun?
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[Danny Phantom has accidentally destroyed the poem Ghost Writer has created] 
Danny Phantom : Oops! Uh, Sorry, man, it was a total accident.
Ghost Writer : Oops?
[angrily] 
Ghost Writer : Oops? Do you have any idea what you've done?
Danny Phantom : Well... not really, uh, hence the "accident" part.
Ghost Writer : You've destroyed my greatest work! And that was my only copy!
[Danny picks up a page of the book from the destroyed pieces and reads it] 
Danny Phantom : The Fright Before Christmas? I destroyed a Christmas poem? Awesome!
Ghost Writer : What?
Danny Phantom : Dude, I am sick of Christmas! I came to the Ghost Zone to get away from it. I might not have meant to destroy your stupid book, but that doesn't mean I'm not okay with it.
[destroys the page from the book he was reading] 
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[Ghost Writer has trapped Danny Phantom inside a new poem, which begins its first lines] 
Ghost Writer : On the day before Christmas, in Amity Park, / Almost all there were cheery, yet one soul was dark.
Danny Fenton : Hey, that voice? It's the ghost whose book I destroyed. /
[looks around] 
Danny Fenton : Wait! I'm trapped in this poem? Now I'm really annoyed!
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[the poem is closing with its last lines] 
Danny Fenton : [narrating]  And then I thought, maybe this is the moral. / In the same way my folks loved their old Christmas quarrel. / Everyone celebrates in the way of their choosing. / I was so busy whining, I started abusing / The ones I loved most and I ruined their cheer. /
[smiles] 
Danny Fenton : I'll try to be better, come Christmas next year.
[thus ends the poem; Danny, Sam, Jazz and Tucker gather together at the last page which says "The End."] 
Samantha "Sam" Manson : Um, nice sentiment, but what are you, a greeting card?
Tucker Foley : Yeah, why are you talking in rhyme?
Jazz Fenton : Such a dork.
Danny Fenton : [realizing]  We're not talking in rhyme?
[starts getting jubliant] 
Danny Fenton : We're not talking in rhyme!
[the book closes, and Ghost Writer is glad his new poem is finished. A cell mate inches close to him as he wants to look at the new book he has completed, but Ghost Writer turns away from him] 
Walker : [greets him]  Orange?
Ghost Writer : [scared]  Aahh! Get that thing away from me!
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[Danny flies to the Jewish Manson home, hoping Sam won't put the blame on him for attacking Christmas] 
Danny Fenton : [in joy]  Sam!
Ghost Writer : Danny said.
Danny Fenton : [to Ghost Writer]  Oh, for crying out loud!
Samantha "Sam" Manson : I know. Can't you see we're all under a cloud? / Every present we had, in the chimney up through it! / That might work for you, but that's not how we do it!
Ghost Writer : And Sam saw sad faces on Mom, Dad, and Granny, / So I typed on my keyboard that the blame was on Danny!
[Ghost Writer conrtols Sam by her anger] 
Samantha "Sam" Manson : [angrily]  You! You did this?
Danny Fenton : [shouts]  Are you out of your mind?
Samantha "Sam" Manson : [shouts]  You're the holiday scrooge! Do you think that I'm blind?
Ghost Writer : And Danny and Sam found themselves in a spat. / But before Dan could calm her, I soon realized that / A new threat was needed to cut through the noise; / And what better way than attack of the toys?
[Ghost Writer brings all the toys from each building to attack the town, then starts forming them together. Danny and Sam stop and go outside to look at this scenery; Danny turns into Danny Phantom to find out what's going on] 
Ghost Writer : From all over the town, the toys started to merge! / I'm really quite weakened when I get the urge! / On this night before Christmas, a brand new attacker! / And now, face the wrath of my monster nutcracker!
[the controlled toys form a giant Nutcracker, which comes to life and attacks] 
Danny Phantom : [surprised]  Aw, nuts!
[he starts running away from the monster] 
Ghost Writer : Danny cried, as he started to run. /
[pauses] 
Ghost Writer : Must we end every scene with a terrible pun?
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[Danny Phantom has accidentally destroyed the poem Ghost Writer has created] 
Danny Phantom : Oops! Uh, Sorry, man, it was a total accident.
Ghost Writer : Oops?
[angrily] 
Ghost Writer : Oops? Do you have any idea what you've done?
Danny Phantom : Well... not really, uh, hence the "accident" part.
Ghost Writer : You've destroyed my greatest work! And that was my only copy!
[Danny picks up a page of the book from the destroyed pieces and reads it] 
Danny Phantom : The Fright Before Christmas? I destroyed a Christmas poem? Awesome!
Ghost Writer : What?
Danny Phantom : Dude, I am sick of Christmas! I came to the Ghost Zone to get away from it. I might not have meant to destroy your stupid book, but that doesn't mean I'm not okay with it.
[destroys the page from the book he was reading] 
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[Ghost Writer has trapped Danny Phantom inside a new poem, which begins its first lines] 
Ghost Writer : On the day before Christmas, in Amity Park, / Almost all there were cheery, yet one soul was dark.
Danny Fenton : Hey, that voice? It's the ghost whose book I destroyed. /
[looks around] 
Danny Fenton : Wait! I'm trapped in this poem? Now I'm really annoyed!
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