'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through forum
Not a creature was trolling, things were in perfect decorum
The posts were hung by the message board with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The gamers were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of Marios dances in their heads
And CaseyWegner in his 'kerchief, and I in my cap
Had just settled our differences after a long Christmas rap
when out on System Wars there arose such a clatter
I sprang to my laptop to see what was the matter
Away to the keyboard I flew like a flash
Opened up Firefox, and pulled my password from the cache
The login on the face of the new fallen browser
Gave the lustre of mid-night to the words below
When, what to my wondering eyes should trod
But a single Christmas post, missed by the mods
With a famous old poster, so dirty and slick
I knew in a moment, he couldn't be St. Nick
So up to the top of the forum his posting flew,
With a sleigh full of GS members, and Musicalmac too
And then, in a twinkling, I saw the words of this bloke
The shaking and typing of each keystroke
As I drew in my breath and my browser came 'round
Down the screen his words can with a bound.
They were dirty, and angry, and intended only to annoy
And his thoughts were intended simply to remove Christmas joy.
I could see him now, starring at his computer screen.
He had a look on his face, a look that was mean!
His troll little mouth was drawn up in a growl
And a wink of his eye, and a link to a naughty site, let me know he was on the prowl.
I spoke not a word, but went straight to report
And clicking the buttons alerted the mods to protect the fort.
And laying a finger down on his mouse
CakeOrrDeath appeared to keep house!
He sprang to his iMod console, to the admins gave a whistle
And away the troll flew, the banhammer flew like a missile!
But I heard CakeOrrDeath exclaim, as he logged out of the site:
"Happy Christmas to all, and please be good tonight!"
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