Christmas in Sennadar :)
Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2003 9:32 am
T'was the night before Christmas In Fell's Sennadar Nothing was stirring, Not even a hearse.
With Mirranda in her nighty and Mist in fur
Nothing was happening Not even a stir
Tarin clad in pants, And Haly in a cap
They all settled down For a long winters nap
When from out in the forest there arose such a clatter,
Tarin sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash, taking only a moment> to call forth his staff.
The moonless night cast a gloom on the forrest below,
perfect for those whom in daylight don't show.
When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,
but Glazebu being slain and eight tiny reindeer.
With Glazebu go on his boots and a axe in his hand.Santa cried out, Finallym He exlaimed, Finally at last. He wiped down his boots with
given great care.
I've hated that bastard for long Oh I have. And that whiney Kravon,
Oh god what a pair
Santa the Demon Slayer its just that is wrong fun but WRONG..
But lord only knows, How I've waited this long.
Out of the darkness came a group bent on fear.
They bore down on Santa, and his eight tiny reindeer.
Was I worried you ask, Hell No. I'll explain. They kicked the Demons ass as he called out their names.
On Dasher, now Dancer, on Prancer, on Vixen,
Stomp the bastards, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen.
From his view from above and sorta in shock
Tarin could only watch as the knocked off their blocks.
The demons from hell and Zombiz of earth
Got stomped into the ground, never breaking Santa's mirth.
With the Zombiz dust and the Demons in parts, Santa went back to
the job of his heart.
Dolls for the girls and games for the boys,
Santa filled requests, filling hearts with pure joy.
Boxes of candy and a sack full of toys.
The moral of this story should be painfully clear.
Don't fuck with Santa, or his eight tiny reindeer.
He jumped on the sled and fled out of sight.
Merry Christmas to all And to all a good fight.
;D
With Mirranda in her nighty and Mist in fur
Nothing was happening Not even a stir
Tarin clad in pants, And Haly in a cap
They all settled down For a long winters nap
When from out in the forest there arose such a clatter,
Tarin sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash, taking only a moment> to call forth his staff.
The moonless night cast a gloom on the forrest below,
perfect for those whom in daylight don't show.
When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,
but Glazebu being slain and eight tiny reindeer.
With Glazebu go on his boots and a axe in his hand.Santa cried out, Finallym He exlaimed, Finally at last. He wiped down his boots with
given great care.
I've hated that bastard for long Oh I have. And that whiney Kravon,
Oh god what a pair
Santa the Demon Slayer its just that is wrong fun but WRONG..
But lord only knows, How I've waited this long.
Out of the darkness came a group bent on fear.
They bore down on Santa, and his eight tiny reindeer.
Was I worried you ask, Hell No. I'll explain. They kicked the Demons ass as he called out their names.
On Dasher, now Dancer, on Prancer, on Vixen,
Stomp the bastards, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen.
From his view from above and sorta in shock
Tarin could only watch as the knocked off their blocks.
The demons from hell and Zombiz of earth
Got stomped into the ground, never breaking Santa's mirth.
With the Zombiz dust and the Demons in parts, Santa went back to
the job of his heart.
Dolls for the girls and games for the boys,
Santa filled requests, filling hearts with pure joy.
Boxes of candy and a sack full of toys.
The moral of this story should be painfully clear.
Don't fuck with Santa, or his eight tiny reindeer.
He jumped on the sled and fled out of sight.
Merry Christmas to all And to all a good fight.
;D
A nother crhristmas song