The Night Before Christmas
(apologies to Clement Clarke Moore)
'Twas the night before Christmas, in the blogosphere
But not a blogger was posting, it was powerful queer.
I trolled the old stalwarts in search of new fayre,
But came up with nothing, the web was all bare.
Perhaps all my blog friends were seized with good cheer,
And have spurned their computers, for those held dear.
My heart, it was much warmed by this kind seasonal thought
What miracle, what magic had Christmastime wrought!
No bootlegs of Sufjan, not a Kooks rarity,
No Camera Obscura, nor an Arctic Monkey.
No Britney-meets-Carcass-meets-Manilow mash,
No insightful reflection, no wit, no flash.
About this occurence, I felt I must post,
So I typed on my keyboard, and grew deeply engrossed.
For three hours, nay four, I wrote prose most sublime
And picked music tracks that were perfectly divine.
My labour most heartfelt I then tried to upload,
But Blogger just froze and Fileden did implode.
I then understood the fair bloggers' Yueletide plight,
Merry Christmas? Fuck that, I'm off to bed, goodnight.
(apologies to Clement Clarke Moore)
'Twas the night before Christmas, in the blogosphere
But not a blogger was posting, it was powerful queer.
I trolled the old stalwarts in search of new fayre,
But came up with nothing, the web was all bare.
Perhaps all my blog friends were seized with good cheer,
And have spurned their computers, for those held dear.
My heart, it was much warmed by this kind seasonal thought
What miracle, what magic had Christmastime wrought!
No bootlegs of Sufjan, not a Kooks rarity,
No Camera Obscura, nor an Arctic Monkey.
No Britney-meets-Carcass-meets-Manilow mash,
No insightful reflection, no wit, no flash.
About this occurence, I felt I must post,
So I typed on my keyboard, and grew deeply engrossed.
For three hours, nay four, I wrote prose most sublime
And picked music tracks that were perfectly divine.
My labour most heartfelt I then tried to upload,
But Blogger just froze and Fileden did implode.
I then understood the fair bloggers' Yueletide plight,
Merry Christmas? Fuck that, I'm off to bed, goodnight.
**********
Dear Friends, I'm going to be out of the blogosphere for a few days now as we gear up for the Chrimbo festivities. I should be back briefly after Boxing Day, but shortly thereafter we are off to glorious Mayne Island to see in the New Year.
Thank you all so very much for stopping by - I really do enjoy your visits! And to my Dearest Friends, including those blogospheric denizens who've become ones over the course of the year (you know who you are), I send extra special holiday greetings and FiLlurve.
Since this will be my last chance to post Yuletide muzak until 2007, here are a final trio of tunes to blast on Christmas morn:
I Am The World Trade Center - Rockefeller Tree (buy e-here, and if you don't know what a Rockefeller Tree is, see here)
Holly Golightly - Christmas Tree On Fire (buy e-here)
The Bellrays - All I Want To Do Is Shag For Christmas (buy e-here)
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11 comments:
The People's Poet is Dead!
Long Live The People's Poet!!
Enjoy the break FiL.xx
all i want to do is shag for christmas has got to be one of the best titles i've heard yet. thanks for sharing, and merry merry everything. see you in the noo year!
Can't wait to see you!
Is it snowing??
Bloody marvellous!
And here's to happy livin'
In the year 2007.
Merry Xmas FiL.
Wal-Mart and Pier One
Scions of Jehovah's son?
A Christmas haiku
A merry Christmas to all fellow pogonians!
Merry Christmas FiL. To you and yours.
Yippie! This was awesome!
I send all my love to you and the rest of the family. FiL my dear armadillo, your friendship brings me so much joy in my life. It is really quite a blessing. I wish you joy and peace this Christmas and in the new year. Have a magical holiday!
Cheers!
Merry Christmas Fil. Hope it's nothing but great things for you.
Monsieur Le Fil,
Please tell me still,
How did you find the time,
To construct this Christmas rhyme?
Truly I hope to find,
That your state of mind,
Is able to find sense and reason,
From this Yuletide season!
Hope you and yours had a good Christmas!
See you in 2007!!!!
Your Christmas poem was better than my Christmas poem.
All you Dear, Dear, Dearest Friends, I hope y'all had a Merry Chrimbo and will have a peaceful, calm, centred New Year.
Dearest Tristesse, I fear come the Revolution I'd be first up against the wall and shot by the Poetry Police...
Dearest Marcy, I heartily agree - great title!
Dearest T, off to the airport in about an hour to pick you up...
Dearest JC, many thanks!
Dearest Mentok, thanks for the islet of haiku calm...
Dearest Coxon: I know not what muse / Did ignite my fuse / And made me y'all curse / With horrendous verse...
Dearest Liz: I beg to differ.
Dear O'Hara, glad to have e-met you & I look forward to more e-visits in 2007.
Dearest Rachel, there you go again, making me blush. All the best as well to you & yours.
Dearest Andy, many thanks. The same for you!
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