An unfinished Christmas ode
Posted December 20, 2010on:
For years now, I’ve been carrying on the tradition of rewriting the classic Clement Moore poem, ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas. Sometimes, I tailor it to the job I’m currently working. Other times, I revise it according to some personal triumphs.
This year, I thought I’d make it an ode to YOU! My cyber-buddies. The problem is, I’m ill and am so behind on Christmas preparations, I don’t have time to finish it. I’m posting it anyway. Let’s all finish it, together! In the comments, take a turn writing the next verse. I wanted to add YALITCHAT and ASKAGENT and a bunch of others, but… at this rate, I’ll finish it next Christmas.
There are no rules. Reference a favorite tweep or book you read, a blog that you like or even a hashtag. Just have fun with it.
Merry Christmas to all and to all, a good night!
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all over the net
All the writers were busy, writing one last vignette
The manuscripts were saved on disk drives with care,
In hopes that publishing deals soon would be theirs.
Characters were nestled all snug in our minds,
While visions of action-scenes played out in kind.
And Sean in his bucket and Bill in his cap
Had just settled their BRAINS for a long winter’s nap
When out on the screen there arose such a twitter
I sprang to my desk to see what transmittered
Over to my laptop I flew like a flash,
Clicking on Windows, overflowing my cache
The light on the shelf that hangs over my screen
Gave special attention to a particular stream
What, ho, is this? A new Don’t Pet Me blog post?
Alas, no. What a pity! They keep me engrossed.
I squinted and stared and moved closer to peer
Was it a DM? An RT? Drat! It’s unclear.
I donned glasses, wished for a Jeff Somers tweet bomb
To tease or to share, he always tweets with aplomb.
No, it’s Twitter Claus! A spam bot, of course,
It should send presents, spread cheer, or books to endorse!
Send a new pool to Patrick and more bacon to Bill
For Matthew, give steam-powered gizmos that trill
For Sean, a new head – he keeps losing his own
To the Shark, send queries – but not on the phone!
To Dan, a best-seller when his book is released
For Trisha and Jeannie, a book sale would please!
For Kelly and Karla, a two-for-one-deal
We’d like nothing better if Owen could be real.
For Candace, put New Medicine under her tree
But if you can’t manage that, then just send Brad-y.