Here is an edited version of a poem written last year.
I wanted to post it for some Holiday Cheer!
Twas night before Christmas, the forum was dead.
Nobody was posting, where have they all fled?
I started a thread to see what was the matter,
when outside my window, there arose such a clatter.
Up to the window, I sprang like an elf.
Earthquake was nestled in bed by himself.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
Twas the AzB gang, each holding a beer.
There was the driver, so lively and quick,
but as I looked closely, that wasn't St. Nick!
Not a creature was stirring, it was dead as a morgue.
When I focused my eyes, there stood SmorgassBored.
He sprang from his sled and shouted with glee,
"Quit shaking this sled 'cause I gotta go pee."
When up on the roof I heard something pound,
Keith woke up, said "JAM, keep it down."
I raced to the chimney after hearing more clatter,
It was only some guy relieving his bladder.
With a wink of his eye, as I peered through the fog,
The first elf I saw was the mighty Rude Dog.
Smorg whistled and shouted and summoned the boys,
"Oy-vey, let's all make some noise.
Hey, Captain JR, Drivermaker, Gremlin, and Willie,
Hey, Jimmy M., Bob Romano, Aunty Dan, and Don Purdy."
Then what to my wandering mind should appear,
The AzB gang spoke, "Merry Christmas, my dear."
Then as if by magic, they rose in a flash,
Saying, "That's all for tonight. We don't want to crash."
The next thing I knew, Keith woke me in bed,
"You're dreaming about that damn Internet?," he said.
One look at my watch, I knew he was right.
Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a good night!
From Earthquake and JAM, we wish all of our AzBilliards friends a very Merry Christmas and Seasons Greetings. See you at the Derby!
JAM
I wanted to post it for some Holiday Cheer!
Twas night before Christmas, the forum was dead.
Nobody was posting, where have they all fled?
I started a thread to see what was the matter,
when outside my window, there arose such a clatter.
Up to the window, I sprang like an elf.
Earthquake was nestled in bed by himself.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
Twas the AzB gang, each holding a beer.
There was the driver, so lively and quick,
but as I looked closely, that wasn't St. Nick!
Not a creature was stirring, it was dead as a morgue.
When I focused my eyes, there stood SmorgassBored.
He sprang from his sled and shouted with glee,
"Quit shaking this sled 'cause I gotta go pee."
When up on the roof I heard something pound,
Keith woke up, said "JAM, keep it down."
I raced to the chimney after hearing more clatter,
It was only some guy relieving his bladder.
With a wink of his eye, as I peered through the fog,
The first elf I saw was the mighty Rude Dog.
Smorg whistled and shouted and summoned the boys,
"Oy-vey, let's all make some noise.
Hey, Captain JR, Drivermaker, Gremlin, and Willie,
Hey, Jimmy M., Bob Romano, Aunty Dan, and Don Purdy."
Then what to my wandering mind should appear,
The AzB gang spoke, "Merry Christmas, my dear."
Then as if by magic, they rose in a flash,
Saying, "That's all for tonight. We don't want to crash."
The next thing I knew, Keith woke me in bed,
"You're dreaming about that damn Internet?," he said.
One look at my watch, I knew he was right.
Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a good night!
From Earthquake and JAM, we wish all of our AzBilliards friends a very Merry Christmas and Seasons Greetings. See you at the Derby!
JAM
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