A DARK Christmas\
It was the night before Christmas
In the tavern, no one cared.
They were too busy being evil
They must keep tempers flared.
There was an intruder today
Dressed in ivory and gold
A heavenly visitor
Cheeks rosy and cold.
Blood, spit, and vinegar
They were all in the air
And amidst it all
One pale man did dare.
"Come here, little angel
Come fight me and see."
The pure, holy visitor
He turned and did flee!
Deathy chased after
With a gun and a knife
He beat that man down
Eloquently took life.
The patrons cheered loudly
And bought Death a drink.
Damiano passed it over
With one lazy blink.
The action aroused
The silence not long
A second challenge rose
from amidst the wild throng.
"I'm tired of this tavern
And its silly games!
I challenge a Death Match
And I'm taking names!"
Groans all around
Beer glasses were thrown
"Shut the fuck up!"
One sick member moaned.
Ashram looked angry
"I'm always the one!
You guys pick on me,
You do it for fun!"
"We applaud you, Ashram."
A snooty boy said.
And he flicked the man off
With a finger of the dead.
Ashram was pouting
He left in a miff.
And oh, what a shame!
His harlots went with.
The men, they all moped
As sad as can be
But one little girl smiled,
"More attention for me!"
As Ash left out the door
Corrigen held a sign and it read:
"Looking for lesbians,
Nice women to bed."
And up in the sky,
A fat man in his sleigh
Passed over the tavern
It just wasn't their day.
~~DaraelMun
'98