Christmas

Was the week before Christmas ,When all through the land,

A voice was heard crying ,HoHoHo .. it was Grand !

As I left the pub, what did i happen to see,

Why Frostys old top had it appeared to be ,

As I reached out to touch , a scream ripped the air,

It seems that this year Saint Nick doesnt want to play fair.

So i ran for the Hills to hide out in Alt 2 ,

and there found a button , was shiney and blue .

I couldn't resist, I just had to reach out ,

and as i heard my own death, I was ready to shout.

Still rumors of presents were plenty this night ,

was only a matter of one comming in sight.

So I searched high and low for my gift of Noel,

But all i could find was a big lump of Coal.

I had to search on , cuz i knew i was good,

And suddenly there it was , right where i stood!

A checkered present with a bright golden bow,

but what it might do to me I couldn't know.

As i reached down to grab it , with greed in my eyes ,

I felt very odd, you cant imagine my suprise !

I quickly checked my health and my stat ,

And realized that St Nick was not quite such a rat.

As I logged for the night dreading next days grunting,

I wished all happy holidays and good hunting . .

poem by LadyKris__PHNX

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