Twas the Night before Blockmas

[Bricknave]

Twas the night before Blockmas, when all through the shed;
Not a player was stirring, not even a Blockhead;
Stockings had been built by chimneys with care
In hopes that Eric Hartman soon would be there;

The noobs were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Destructo-Wands danced in their heads;
And my friend in her helmet, and I in my cap,
Had just finished this big wintery map,

When on my server there arose a commotion,
I minimized my browser with one swift motion;
Away to my build I flew on my jets,
Speeding towards it with no frets;

A recent addition to my server was snow
I used special paint to make the bricks glow,
Then, my wondering eyes were surprised,
By Badspot himself, and several other guys

That's what I have so far, let's refine it and finish it together!
Here is an online copy of the original book.

[Ad Bot]

[blockguy™]

With a little old Maxx, I knew he would be banned quick.

[Hansome duded]

Because his shenanigans only made people sick.

[16-Bit Yoshi]

He said, "Bah humbug, this forum's like an old rag!"

As he proceeded to forget his mother's jewel bag.

i'm so sorry