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Since I have not been festive in many years I and I felt like doing something this year, you get to be tortured by my poetry and art. Both of which I got sick of doing halfway through... so the poem is kinda bad and the picture has no shading and looks awful.

So ... Merry Something!

The Santa Claus
by me

'Twas Christmas and the carolers
Did caterwaul and chirp in the street
All misty where the window panes
And I at home in the heat

'We love the Santa Claus, my son:
The presents he gives, the joy he brings.
But why do you hate the holiday fun
And all the carols we sing?'

I took my Mountain Dew in hand,
Late into the night my foe I sought.
I hated he, for how commercially
A holiday he had wrought.

And as in humbug-ish thought I stooped,
The Santa Claus, with belly of jelly,
Came crashing down upon my roof,
And ho-ho'd as he came.

‘Back you! Back you!’ I huffed and fumed,
The Christmas tree drove him back.
I lit a fire and in my ire,
I trapped him in the flue.

'Why hast thou slain the Santa Claus?
Get out of my house, you sorry half-wit!
O woeful day,' They all did say
And alone outside did I sit.

'Twas Christmas, and the carolers
Did caterwaul and chirp songs of old
All misty where the window panes
And I outside in the cold
That was quite, um, festive! :wink:
Gods...this is brilliant!
I had no idea you were such a wonderful bard Flu...

I guess you are a poet and don't know it,
but your feet show it because they are Longfellows!

*smiles*
well done!

-=((D))=-

Guest

I need that in wallpaper size.

Which for me is 1680x1050.

Guest

Bonus points to the one who names the source of the rhyme scheme.
nice little poem, and product placement too Smile
The Jabberwocky...of course...*winks*

by Louis Carroll



Quote:JABBERWOCKY
Lewis Carroll
(from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872)
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
::nasal::

I want some of that Mountain Dew!

Dude, you have a VORPAL SWORD! NO FRICKIN' WAY!

You Iron Singers are so Metal!

::/nasal::

Tae

PS: Oh yeah, Efluvia, you still frickin' rock out.

Guest

*laughs hard* I think that made my entire month right there...
Silent night, unholy night
All's too calm, all's not right
From the sea's emerging something vile
Azathoth piping reedy and wild
"Deep in R'lyeh sleep,
Deep in R'lyeh sleep!"

Silent night, unholy night
All minds break at the sight
Cyclopean gates to chaos ajar
Deep ones chanting "Fhtagn! Ia!"
Great Cthulhu reborn
Great Cthulhu reborn

Silent night, unholy night
Elder god, fell insight
With tendrils from a blasphemous face
There'll be no dawn in this place
The Old One claims the Earth
The Old One claims the Earth.

-Me 12/20/06

Guest

<applauds>

All hail the Old Gods!

I loved it, Tae