Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the forums
Not a poster was stirring, not even a troll;
The stockings were hung by the threads with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The members were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Metal Drums danced in their heads;
And CDawn in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the computer I flew like a flash,
Tore open Mayhem Forums and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
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From Those Fishes - I Fingered An Old Bitch (i got Aids on my finger)
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He began a new thread and filled it with Rage
While Ed owned us all
with relentless PAGE
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From Those Fishes - I Fingered An Old Bitch (i got Aids on my finger)