Posted by lepraycon (Ranked 13 on Euchre (VU Games) Ladder) on December 09, 2008 at 15:30:34:
In Reply to: My Christmas Poem posted by Cindy_Wm (LeadOp) on December 09, 2008 at 15:00:57:
: Twas the night before Christmas and all were in room.
: Not a creature was stirring not even a Td.
: The Card decks were sitting by the chimney with care,
: In hopes that LilSaintNick soon would be there.
: The players were nestled all snug in their seats,
: While visions of Cases Bux dance in so neat.
: And Firebug in her kerchief, and Tractor-man in his cap,
: Had just settled our brains for a long winters nap.
: When out on the Hoyle page there arose such a clatter,
: I sprang from the seat to see what was the matter.
: Away to the lobby I flew like a flash,
: Tore open the pages and to see how much cash.
: The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
: Gave the lustre of BIG BUX to objects below.
: When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
: But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny Td reindeer.
: With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
: I knew in a moment it must be LilSaintNick.
: More rapid than most other Tds they came,
: And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
: "Now ! Devilish now, Lisgram! now, lowlife and Cindy!
: On, Not! On, Kid! on Colleen and Terry!
: To the top of the Case Page! to the top of the all!
: Now Play away! Play a way! Play away all!"
: He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
: And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
: A bundle of Card Decks he had flung on his back,
: And he looked like a Td, just opening his pack.
: He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
: And filled the pages with tourneys, then turned with a jerk.
: And laying his finger aside of his nose,
: He opened the check ins, and up to the hoyle page he rose!
: The tournements were fun all had a good time.
: The bux they earned were a lot more than a dime.
: Players played all night to there delight.
: Then it was time for the winter flight.
: Then he sprang to his sleigh, to his team of Tds. and gave a whistle,
: And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
: But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,
: "Happy Tournaments to all, and to all a good-night!"
GR88888888888888888888888888888888888 Cindy you win take the grand prize