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‘Twas the night before 'cember, when all through the site
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mite;
The logo was hung by the background with care,
In hopes that St. Fluffalas soon would be there;
The members were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of christmas-lights danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I and my aunt,
Had just settled our brains for a long Winter’s rant,
When out on the status bar there was a new post,
I sprang from my game just to see someone boast.
Away to the statuses I flew like a flash,
Scrolled up to the top; "Forums" I did smash.
The screen on the grease on my night-time keyboard
Gave the lustre of mid-day to notifs ignored,
When, my wondering eyes - could they be wrong?
A miniature status, only twelve words long,
With a little old poster, so cool and wisecrack,
I knew in a moment it must be Mod Black.
More rapid than eagles the replies they came,
Now his text doesn't rhyme, but I'll quote all the same;
“funk the 20 minute rule! All basic membergroups now have the lights!
They're shoddy as always! Enjoy!
i'm sorry, you're too rich for the christmas lights
only basic membergrouuuups”
As TCG noobs that before the wild Black fly,
When they meet with an argument, shrivel and fry;
To the L&F module the mods they flew,
With the sleigh full of Fluffals, and Speedroids too.
And then, in a twinkling, I saw on the "branding"
The sparkly beauty of a new logo standing.
As I smiled at the lights, and was reading Wiretap,
Down the chimney St. Fluffalas came with a flap.
He was dressed all in pink, from his head to his foot,
And his fur was all not tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a Vendor just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And the beard of his chin was pink and aglow;
The red of a cloth he had tied round his neck,
He was of course Fluffal Bear, best card of the deck;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old bear,
And I laughed when I saw him, right off my chair;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Set Vendor from the deck; the combo was berserk,
And banished from the Grave along with Wings,
(Which they call Pot of Greed since you draw two new things);
I'm running out of steam to change this lengthy poem,
I'm gonna come off the net and chug a jeroboam,
But thank you Black, I hope the poem was alright,
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.

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‘Twas the night before 'cember, when all through the site

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mite;

The logo was hung by the background with care,

In hopes that St. Fluffalas soon would be there;

The members were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of christmas-lights danced in their heads;

And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I and my aunt,

Had just settled our brains for a long Winter’s rant,

When out on the status bar there was a new post,

I sprang from my game just to see someone boast.

Away to the statuses I flew like a flash,

Scrolled up to the top; "Forums" I did smash.

The screen on the grease on my night-time keyboard

Gave the lustre of mid-day to notifs ignored,

When, my wondering eyes - could they be wrong?

A miniature status, only twelve words long,

With a little old poster, so cool and wisecrack,

I knew in a moment it must be Mod Black.

More rapid than eagles the replies they came,

Now his text doesn't rhyme, but I'll quote all the same;

“funk the 20 minute rule! All basic membergroups now have the lights!

They're shoddy as always! Enjoy!

i'm sorry, you're too rich for the christmas lights

only basic membergrouuuups”

As TCG noobs that before the wild Black fly,

When they meet with an argument, shrivel and fry;

To the L&F module the mods they flew,

With the sleigh full of Fluffals, and Speedroids too.

And then, in a twinkling, I saw on the "branding"

The sparkly beauty of a new logo standing.

As I smiled at the lights, and was reading Wiretap,

Down the chimney St. Fluffalas came with a flap.

He was dressed all in pink, from his head to his foot,

And his fur was all not tarnished with ashes and soot;

A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a Vendor just opening his pack.

His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow

And the beard of his chin was pink and aglow;

The red of a cloth he had tied round his neck,

He was of course Fluffal Bear, best card of the deck;

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old bear,

And I laughed when I saw him, right off my chair;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

Set Vendor from the deck; the combo was berserk,

And banished from the Grave along with Wings,

(Which they call Pot of Greed since you draw two new things);

I'm running out of steam to change this lengthy poem,

I'm gonna come off the net and chug a jeroboam,

But thank you Black, I hope the poem was alright,

Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.

 

Guess I'm not writing The Ghetto Before Christmas Part Two this year.

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When you pulled this sheet,

the site had technical issues

 

I'm pretty sure this sheet

constitutes a technical issue

 

I couldn't see my posts

because of the funking lights

 

I can't see anyone's posts

because of the funking lights

 

I'm not a funking VIP 

but I've been forced to buy VIP

 

I have ~2% of Speedroid's wealth

But best believe I'll be renewing VIP on the 12th

 

Merry Christmas to all 

and to all a good "Night please do something about the lights for Christ's sake"

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