Twas the night before Christmas, and all through Hatrack. Not a person was posting, not even Mack The lurkers were all snuggling up warm in the beds While visions of sweet posts danced in their heads
Posted by Tante Shvester (Member # 8202) on :
When all through the 'rack there arose such a clatter Dan's meter was broken --Oh No! It was shattered!
Posted by SenojRetep (Member # 8614) on :
Away to the Papa he went like a flash-a Supported, of course, by young master Sasha "Help Papa," he said, his eyes begging please "For Hatrack right now ain't meeting my needs."
Posted by Papa Moose (Member # 1992) on :
And Papa, though quick, wished he could be faster. "I'm sorry, dear Dan, but I'm not the webmaster. When the forum is down, my powers are naught. So instead send an e-mail to Kristine and Scott."
Posted by BlackBlade (Member # 8376) on :
"The Cards are gone, they went on vacation!" Shouted the Hatrackers in grim consternation. "Writing an email this close to christmas, Won't do a thing to clear up this mess!"
Posted by Orincoro (Member # 8854) on :
By God! Cried Ori, in fear and delight Most of these rhyme schemes are less than airtight. The meter's not bad, if awkward's in style, Then he gave up, to post prose for a while