Twas the night before Christmas and all through the forum,
No one was complaining... all behaved with decorum.
Everyone answered their questions with care
In hopes that their contacts still would be there
The Christians were nestled, all snug in their beds
While visions of heaven danced through their heads
And chosen by grace wrote a lengthy retort
To all the vile temptresses, who dance and cavort
When all of a sudden, there arose such a clatter...
The agnostics came out, to see what was the matter
Away to their keyboards the flew in a flash
That Gap ad again... the one thing they trash!
With Uncle Wayne in his Kerchief, NH in his cap
Both were still chuckling at the Queen of Yack...
The Penquin walked funny, a Marche Je Drole'
While Zilla did flame all the fundies away
With a moon nice & full, on this beautiful eve
The pagans were feasting and drinking their meade
When what to their wondering eyes should appear?
The atheists, laughing, and drinking their beer.
2007-12-25
11:56:57
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And Gandalf was leading them,
staff held high
Ramjet just smiled, & took a deep sigh
More rapid than eagles his contacts they came
And he grinned & he shouted &called them by name:
On Laptop, Yogini, on Scarlett & Markyyy
Love Yahoo!, Enigma, On Elfkin & Bettie
To the shire we go (though it's all in his mind)
While Einstein stood near (and pinched his behind)
The Pagans looked on, & laughed with a smile
The Christians, with patience, just waited a while
The agnostics were worried, they just couldn't choose
The trolls were there lurking, the clones were amused
And then, in a twinkling, the wry wit of Deke!
The compassion of Kharm, & the candor of Freq
With a beer in my hand, I was turning around,
Down the chimney Jinnenglish came with a bound.
He was dressed all in ears, from his head to his chin,
And his face was all smirky, including his grin;
A keg of pale ale he had flung on his back,
and he looked like a Deist, but talking more smack.
2007-12-25
12:00:56 ·
update #1
The Dude & his drink, how they both seemed so creamy
His jokes were amusing, his humor was breezy!
An'drian's little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
Her soul just as pure as a fresh falling snow;
Endora expounded, & 8 track did sneek
Poor 8 track just couldn't refrain from a peek...
Little Linz got deleted, again & again...
Sweet Bettie just chuckled, she's been there, my friend!
He was chubby & plump, but we all called him Chippy,
And we laughed when saw all his answers, so flippy!
With a pure voice_of_reason, & a wink of an eye
Along came dear Kallan, & agnostic “red eye”
Gandalf spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, restored violations...
then turned with a jerk: best answers to all, & thumbs-up to most
& then he had Universal Pants to roast.
As the evening retired, & the sun came to rise, & away went the Pagans & Christians, with sighs...I heard him exclaim, as he walked out of sight, "HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT."
2007-12-25
12:04:02 ·
update #2
I think people in this catagory need a better since of humor.
The purpose of this poem, as I read it, is nothing but pure holiday silliness.
And it is sad that it was deleted earlier.
2007-12-25
12:06:03 ·
update #3