Twas the night before christmas and all through the board
Not a creature was stiring, not even the Guid
The Metal was hung on the thread with care
Hoping St. Rob would soon be there
The bloggers were snuggled in their beds
while visions of Priest played in their heads
The Sinful thread Silent , the Blah also had no chatter
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my computer to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Tore open the window and threw out the sash
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
gave the luster of midday from the truck lights below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a Mack truck and my favorite band with their gear!
They played Nostradamus so lively and quick
I knew in a moment I must be delusional and sick
More rapid than eagles the solos they came
And Rob whipped them, and shouted, and called them by name
Now KK, Now Glenn, Now Ian and Scott!
It's Christmas Night and we're playin' it hot!
To the top of the volume! To the top of it All!
Now, Play away, Play away, Play away ALL!
Cant get any cornier than that! LOL
Goodnight Metal Family,
Merry Chirstmas! Edited at: Thursday, December 25, 2008 12:07:52 AM
