Twas the week before Christmas,
through the GV house
Not a kolo was stirring, not even to watch Mighty Mouse.
The EGO was hung on Ms.Adrena with care,
In hopes that her VMAX soon would be there.
The poopies were refreshing all snug in their chairs,
When images of Flux Nectar flashed past their screens with flare.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
It was Danno running around like the Mad hatter!
Away to the window his wife flew like a flash,
To see Danno rolling around in piles of cash.
The moon on the crestof the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of his pearly whites such a glow.
When, what to kolos wondering eyes should appear,
But a Woody dressed like a god dang reindeer!
With a Gripper in hand and a face of distraught,
Screaming about his battery getting too damn hot.
More rapid than wings his lips did flap,
When out of the blue he got attacked by Keelas cat!
And then, in a twinkling, I heard Gabe the roof
The flopping and sliding of his tush.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his his cane had some writing "pimp Daddy" on the front.
A bundle of "Toys" he had flung in his sack,
Hoping to catch Laura flat on her back.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his chin so hairy!
The drool from little mouth was like milk and frothy,
He was chubby and plump, unlike the famous John Holmes,
And I laughed when I saw him, breaking into her home!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
He fell off the roof and he surely bled.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his truck,
And cursed up a storm, using words rhyming with duck.
He flew
through the snow when his muffler started to whistle,
And damn near hit our lovely yiddle!
But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight,
"Happy Festivus to all, Chris go take a hike!"