by
ShadowMom
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the halls
Not a DMer was stirring, they were all at the malls;
Having waited till Christmas hung heavy in the air
They all searched for bargains they hoped would be there.
Guitaroo and
samiamiam were snuggled safe in their beds
With mp3 players glued to their heads.
And
Agent in her leather and
Blue in his chaps
Had just finished another episode of tickle and slap.
Saint in his coffin was sleeping like the dead--
Distilled1 was dreaming of Second Life instead.
LostYears couldn't decide on a gift for himself,
And
Ghost was arranging PhotoShop pics on the shelf.
Songstress was singing an angelic song
While
Frawith his guitar played along;
aflunky was still trying to get a celebrity date.
Methinks he's got a long time to wait!
Perkie was quiet, such a sweet gentle soul,
DJEV was not--she was sharing
Gary's Christmas bowl.
Victorwas wrapping his pickle up with a smile--
And
Tracy was decorating our pages with style.
Joycewas writing words that tugged our heart strings;
Alstrophwas--- uhhh doing his own thing!
Vzeye was counting down days left to go--oh no!!
Apertome was kissing
Desi under the mistletoe.
Pog got stuck in DMusic's revolving door.
Henri was making hiphop Christian music once more;
DeadraveN was trying to rouse all the rabble
But the best he could do was to get them to babble.
Dsindel in the corner was playing air guitar
Sham was just AWOL doing something bizarre.
Jennae had her hands full with Boy 1 and Boy 2
And she's so tired of singing the daycare blues.
TigerTim was being naughty--making DjSanta pull his hair.
Rodrica refused to go shopping till spring is in the air.
Fu-dog was kicking the servers to keep them alive;
Swampman was trying to get a HELL YEAH! and high five.
When off in the forums there arose such a clatter
Admins came running to soothe and to flatter.
Jack looked 'round the corner, then went off to bed,
While irate users cried, "Who deleted my thread?"
The lava lamp in the room gave off a green glow
Making everyone look kinda sick, don't you know.
When out of nowhere, filling all with awe,
Came the voice of the one and only
Leflaw.
With a wink and a chuckle and wit so slick,
He intoned with a smile, "Am I in the clique?"
Surrounded by admins more rapid than DSL,
He sniffed, and said, "What is that smell?"
"Now
Chillin!Now
Kingo! Now
Gene and
Bowillie!
Yo,
Zedsalt! And
Gary! And
Moam and you,
Ime!
Get back to your pages and upload new tracks!
Now all you admins--you cover my back!"
Like
Israfel's wings, he spread out his feathers
And flew away leaving all the DMers together
Huddled in a mass with admins watching over them
Leaving behind just a single precious gem.
The gift of music he left us to share
With hopes that we could all learn to care,
To be more tolerant, patient, and kind--
To put away those axes we grind.
To remember at this special time of year
All the good things we have here--
The fun, the friendship, the love we all feel,
Remembering that music has the power to heal.
He vanished into the DM Vaults in a trice
To listen to Lost Gold, to be quite precise!
But we heard him exclaim 'ere he flew out of sight,
"And don't forget last one out -- turn off that damn light!"
by
ShadowMom
tracy!
Alwex
aflunky
By the way, The Pussy cat Dolls are 
imemine
This is the best!!!!! but the samiamiam 
And thanks for posting 
victorsskull
Distilled1
songbird
leflaw
