Twas the night before Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all round the site,
All members were reading from the glare of dim light;
Gamdol poured over all the newest of threads,
Hoping he’d find someone’s grammatical dreads;
Seth was all nestled in his computer chair,
Dreaming AoC was actually fair;
While Kevin sat in his robes made of Satin,
Logged onto X-Fire, reading and chatin’,
When all of the sudden, all round their houses
A figure appeared, much larger than mouses
Quick to their windows, all looking for something
Scanned the horizon but found only nothing,
When a flash was caught out of Yoggi’s own eye
Two figures traveling on this Christmas nigh’
One a great bear and one as loud as Dolby
Magnesium knew it must be Will and Kolby
Will rode swiftly and laughed a jolly “Hurray!”
While Kolby, attached, pulled a giant red sleigh.
“On Kolby! Move quicker, we must make our stops!
Dare we not falter! Arise to the rooftops!
Fast to the chimney, down and out so quickly!
Now leave with a dash, away in a jiffy!”
Kag watched intently, as the sleigh moved closer
And saw them fly, as he pushed down his toaster.
Across the rooftops, with hardly a skill,
Kolby pulled the great sleigh, along with ole’ Will.
With a loud crash and boom, DJ heard on top
The sleigh land above him and suddenly stop.
As Bobby did lay and Darkarsenic did dream,
Suddenly down the chimney, Will fell with a scream.
He was dressed in a red suit, all covered in ash.
For his fall had discolored his suit and his sash;
On his back, was the great brown sack that he bore,
That was witnessed by a silent, peeking Ghorr
Will’s eyes did look cheery as he opened his sack
And his hands moved swiftly as he quickly unpacked
A slight squeak was heard as his bells did jingle
From Party and Orc, as they laughed and mingled
A smirk and a smile, showed Oograx no harm
As will gathered his sack, up over his arm
There by the tree, among the presents not his
Will left a small package to each of his friends
As Spidey and Seb looked for presents their own
They found only it, and they were not alone.
A little brown box with a small paper note
Was all Sonchez found, and was all that was wrote
Will left without a sound, and fled to the roof
Where Kolby had waited so patient and true
He gave him a carrot, and they rose to their sleigh
And they both laughed loudly as they flew far away
But I heard him shout, as they flew into the night,
“Merry Christmas to all, now post on my site!”
