TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
and all thru the bread
not an anon was whining
or looking for cred
the diggies were shared
and the headlines with care
in hopes that the notables
Soon truth would bear.
The dayshift was nestled
all snug in their beds.
While nightmares of Night Shift
all danc'd in their heads.
And bakes his chef garb,
and nakes taking notes
Were seeking out noms
Oh, what wonderful blokes!
When out on the net
there arose such a clatter.
That even the dopers, said
“What is the matter?“
Away from the board,
we did fly like a flash,
To Twitter and TS
and Telegram fast
When, what to our wondering
eyes should appear
But a glorious message,
that Christmas is here!
Instead of the dankness,
there was only Light
And words filled in laughter,
and love's sweet delight
The anons umped up
and rejoiced giving thanks
“Thank God there is one day,
when there are no Danks!“
"We'll eat. drink, be merry
We’ll have lots of fun
We’ll play with the children
We’ll dance and we’ll run
We'll shout Merry Christmas!
And a Happy New Year!
While banishing sorry and vanquishing fear!“
God bless you. my brethren
God bless all our ken
God bless us, God bless us
God bless us, Amen.