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'Twas the night in Regalia
And all through the streets
Not a creature was stirring
On two dozen feets.
The drunkards were hung
By the docks with care
in hopes that the washwoman
would soon be there.
The children were twitching, all snug on their screens
Hyper and jumping by caffeinated means.
Joshua Kade in his long underwear, and I in my cap
had just thrown all snowballs towards Luthien's snap.
When out before houses, there arose such splatters
I sprang from the uspawn like the maddest of hatters!
Away to the snow golems I flew in a dash
Tore up the lever, and shot ten snowballs in stash
The chunks downloaded on newly punished snow
Fast and mean like the straightest of arrow
When, what to my wondering inventory should appear
But a miniature snowpile and eight tiny rein-deer.
With a little old orc, so lively and rash
I knew in a moment it must be Snowgash!
More rapid than snowmines and golems they pelted
And he whistled and belched with a god axe he smelted
"On Kin and long ears, on tiny folk and pale beers!
To the top of the tavern! To the top of the spawn
Now toss away, toss away, toss till dawn!"
Set to the top of the battle they flew
With a sleigh full of steak and chicken legs too;
And then in a bumping, I heard with a pop
The war calls and firing to a full stop-
As I drew in my armor, broken to astound,
Snowgash popped in and snorted laughing 'round.
He was dressed in loincloth with fur to his foot
And his face was covered in the blackest of soot.
He looked like a puffin, snow flung down 64 stack
Snickering like a penguin just eating his snack.
His eyes, how they twinkled! Dumping snow so merry
His tongue panted wild, face ever so hairy
He had broad shoulders, and a fat little jaw
The warbled and sprung like a snow spitting maw.
A wink of his axe and a twist of my home bed
Soon gave me to know I'd everything to dread
He spoke not a word, but went straight to work,
Filling all the dispensers then turned with a jerk
Laying his finger inside his nose,
And giving a nod, up the sky he rose.
He sprung to his controls, to his slaves he whistled
And away they all flew, like a crash landing thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he logged out of sight-
"Blue did it! Rohgash doesh goooooood tonight!"