Christmas is coming.... Christmas poetry.

[EternalOptimist]

They said there'll be rain at Christmas
They said there'll be warmth on Earth
But instead it just kept on snowing
Three feet of snow for the Virgin birth
I remember one Christmas morning
A winters light and a distant choir
And the sound of the rain on the window pane
And their eyes full of tinsel and fire

They sold me a fear of warming
They sold me a Nightmare Night
And they told me a fairy story
'Till I believed in Al Gore's Sh1te
And I believed in Global Warming
And I looked TO the sky with excited eyes
'Till I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn
And I saw right through its disguise

I wish you a hopeful Christmas
I wish you a cool New Year
All anguish pain and sadness
Leave your heart and let your road be clear
They said there'd be rain at Christmas
They said there'd be warmth on Earth
Hallelujah Noel be it Jonesy or Al
The models we get we deserve

[MarillionFan]

T’was the night before Christmas and no one was posting,
Except for Sasguru and his usual boasting;
MF in his tatshop was writing a sign,
All stock must go, bought in 2009;

The squirrels are hiding, to Alexei’s frustration,
He needs a new muse, for his masterb inspiration;
Nick’s planning a quiet one, cos his ticker’s not good,
Too many late nights, working more than he should;

Bensey is happy, year-end backups to do,
Before cooking the Turkey, on his new BBQ;
Jacko and pogle, have more shoes to procure,
You can’t have too many, a girls rule for sure;

The new year is coming, and budgets are tight,
With agents still fleecing, as much as they might;
Warchests overflowing, for all us contracting whores,
Hidden from Hector, and his thieving paws;

Here’s hoping that next year, will be even better,
But please spare a thought, for our poor bedwetter;
To even the trolls, I send out good cheer,
Wishing all a Good Christmas, and a Happy New Year.

[Pondlife]

T’was the night before Christmas and no one was posting,
Except for Sasguru and his usual boasting;
MF in his tatshop was writing a sign,
All stock must go, bought in 2009;

The squirrels are hiding, to Alexei’s frustration,
He needs a new muse, for his masterb inspiration;
Nick’s planning a quiet one, cos his ticker’s not good,
Too many late nights, working more than he should;

Bensey is happy, year-end backups to do,
Before cooking the Turkey, on his new BBQ;
Jacko and pogle, have more shoes to procure,
You can’t have too many, a girls rule for sure;

The new year is coming, and budgets are tight,
With agents still fleecing, as much as they might;
Warchests overflowing, for all us contracting whores,
Hidden from Hector, and his thieving paws;

Here’s hoping that next year, will be even better,
But please spare a thought, for our poor bedwetter;
To even the trolls, I send out good cheer,
Wishing all a Good Christmas, and a Happy New Year.

[TestMangler]

Roses are red, violets are blue,
Some poems rhyme and scan,
But unfortunately yours doesn't.

[MarillionFan]

Not that good at poetry, but I'll give this one a punt,
Christmas might be coming, but MF is still a **** !

It's such a crime
That didn't rhyme
Oh poor Test Mangler
The poem strangler.

[milanbenes]

Christmas cheer on CUK

Milan.

[TestMangler]

Not that good at poetry, but I'll give this one a punt,
Christmas might be coming, but MF is still a **** !

[Pondlife]

pfft, you've fixed it now.

[MarillionFan]

Christmas is coming, MF is getting fat
Please put a tenner in MF's tat shop hat
If you haven't got a tenner, a fiver will do
If you haven't got a fiver, then **** you to!

Merry Christmas!