Number 1: Christmas On Siege ''Twas the night before Christmas, and Santa was a wreck, His head was about to explode, What the HECK! He tried to remember, he tried hard to think... Lord Nabin had him in for a drink! They sat there for hours and drank Moonglow Red... No WONDER he had such a splitting head! A cup of Hot Chocolate, an aspirin or two: and our Jolly Old Elf was as good as new :] Re-checking his list Santa Started to pack all the toys and goodies into his great sack. Talia wants something for her GM cook.. Kattastrophe wanted some poems in a book... York wants a halberd (He's Governor of Glow) & an LRC suit for Hattori Hanzo! So MANY request and so much to do: Santa'd best HURRY or he won't get it through! Santa climbed in his sleigh and began to recite the names of his reindeer so they could take flight. '' On Dasher! On Dancer! On Prancer and Vixen! On Carter! On Johnson! On Reagan! and Nixon! ------HUH?!---- Santa tried to remember then, Once satisfied he tried again! ''On Dasher! On Dancer! On Prancer and Vixen! On Comet On Cupid! On Donner and Blitzen! With a crack of his whip the reindeer arose to the house of Rue Tor (Which was rather Close) They then travelled on to the town of Ocllo, to deliver some gifts to Vlad and Spargo... then down Serpent's spine did Santa Clause ride. To Deadbob, Diablo, and Sweet Petra Fyde :] Now CAN'T forget Kelmo, his house is up next, he wants a spam filter to ''clean up'' the text... Next stop are Startle and Dr. AJ that being done it's up, up, and AWAY! Next on to Trinsic and Vesper and Yew, Then Skara and Minoc, and Yes Britain too! Ten Santa was ready to start heading back, when he saw there was still one gift in his sack... let's see now, I wonder WHO ordered skates? oh YES! The Motel! The Crazy guy Bayes! His task finally finished, old Santa took flight heading straight North, on that chilly night, And as he took off Santa was heard to say ''MERRY CHRISTMAS SIEGE PERILOUS! MERRY CHRISTMAS TODAY!!'' Number 2: Christmas Tree Memories Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree, how sweet the smell comes back to me. With an Angel sat upon your top and thoughts of treats, candy and lollipops. Oh how I miss the glow of the tinsel and light casting a shadow in the cold Winter night. The presents all stacked so neatly with care. That this thought of hope and love should not be so rare. One day I hope we'll find it always was there, the little Christmas tree was the answer to our prayer. Number 3: The Night before SP Twas the night before Christmas, when all through Siege Perilous not a creature was stirring, not even Sherry the mouse, The mailboxes were set to 'everyone' with care. In hopes that Mesanna soon would be there. The Pvpers were nestled all standing by their beds, While visions of noobs danced in their heads. All Gold farming their scripts, and I with my AFKing, Has just shut down our computers for their nightly idiling, When at Luna bank there arose such a clatter, I gated myself there to see what was the matter. Away to my runebook, I furiously clicked, Hopped on my polar bear and magically teleported! As I am an elf the daylight danced on the snow, Gave Luna a dazzeling ethereal glow, When what on my laptop should appear, But a lady clad in black eight minions drew near! With a maniacal laugh, so grating and scary, I knew in a moment it must be Mesanna, More rapid than mongbats her coursers they came, she whistled, cackled and called them by name! ''Now Calvin! Now Phoenix! Now Petra Fyde, and Chrissay! On TheGrimmOmmen! On, Leurocian! On Mr.Tact and Draconi! To the top of the bank! to the top of a wall, Now stealth away! and stealth away all!'' As death robes sink quickly into the ground, So they slunk out without a sound, And to all the houses the minions crept, with backpacks full of dyed pies for mailboxes, And then in a twinkling, I heard on my own roof the cursing and groaning of each little stooge. As I drew up my sword and got out a taxidermy kit, A polite little knock on my door came with a click. She was a shadowy visage all dressed in black, Like a vengeful, wrathful revenant. With a bundle of pies she had in her backpack, she looked like death's personal chef. She looked at my blade and taxidermy kit, and invited me to try and test her wits, lowering my hilt, I waited for my desserts, as she threw a cream pie all over my armaments! The stump of a mongbat's arm tight in her teeth, She held up a blood covered holiday wreath. She looked at me sternly and then sneered, and nailed the wreath to my front door! She was the meanest little dark elf, But i couldn't help spite of myself! A wink of her eye and a twist of her head, told me I could still end up dead. She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work. Filling up my mailbox with cursed doom artifacts. (but not the good ones: No headresses or ornaments just bone crushers and rings of elements.) She nodded at me coldly, then gave her team a glare, and away they terrifyingly ran right out of there, But as I heard her exclaim as she slunk out of sight ''I hope he chokes a little bit on that pie tonight'' Number 4 Boats: Boats are large, Boats are small, Some are really tiny, Some are fast, some are slow, some are really pokey. Fight the merchants. Fight the pirates. Fight for fish. Fish for Sos's. Cross rivers, Cross Oceans. Boats are Handy Dandy. Number 5 Bo-Mas: Twas the log before the big day, Bo knew there would be many a frey, Bo gazed into a fear, uh oh Bo was out of beer. So to the distibutor the Bo went. To spend 19 dollars and 95 cent. As the Yuengling Lager light was chillin. It was time for some blood to be a spillin. Suits were made, Swords were a splinterin. Time for Bo to make some Pain in the butts history. Username Good, pass word in, There is the Bo with a Big Bass grin, Bo sees some heads to add to the collection. Bo pounces, wait wtf Bo just lost Connection! That is all of the poems. Thank you for taking the time to read them all. Vote by numbers by each title of the poems. The winners will be announced at the party tomorrow. and everyone please give everyone who wrote poems a good pat on the back! all tried hard!