12-05-2005, 03:13 AM
Hey folks, it's that time of year again. If I could rhyme long enough to fit everyone in, I would. My apologies for not being able to squeeze in everybody. Anyway, have a good one! Merry Christmas!
"T'was The Night Before Christmas" Hipbase 2005 Edition
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the base
The anticipation was palpable; something J-Monster could taste.
Chris had made sure there were plenty of songs on the tracker
While Lance and his Princess grabbed the boots they were after
Most posters, like Worldpeace, were snug in their beds,
Visions of last year danced in Kleh’s head;
Under the sheets, with a twist and a turn
Opiated wondered if the band would return
When out on the lawn The Doctorb heard laughter,
Problem Bears crossed the floor with a quick pitter patter.
He arrived at the window and shouted to Mav:
”It looks like a rocking Christmas concert we’ll have!”
For out on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Shannon and Eric had already begun to say hello:
Piper’s wondering eyes couldn’t grasp what appear:
It was The Tragically Hip, with six cases of beer.
While Bobby, Paul and Sinclair mingled and talked,
Lizard King 51 just begged them to rock
As Johnny hit on Jenna, the music further delayed
Skippy, ‘Proud and Lilbones jumped in and played!
Gord shouted: "Now, Hugh! Now, Carolyn! Now, Dire Wolf 74!”
”Tell us which songs you like and which you adore!”
”If Cfren wants to hear it, we’ll do what we can!”
”We’ll play hard for Summiteer with this makeshift band!"
The boys then swarmed the stage with laughs and friendly nods.
They enjoyed the volunteers, but valued their jobs.
With great gusto and timing; into “No Threat” they threw,
Soylent Greg was so excited he didn’t know what to do.
And then, in a twinkling, Gangrel heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of 32 little hooves.
Chancellor tossed up a glance, Beanmedic smelt the groove seed
St. Nicholas had arrived; with a red sack full of weed.
He was dressed all in fur, and the party was on,
Blesser screamed; “Hey boys, play Santa a song!”
Groveless T asked the Old Elf for a request,
And Claus remarked that “Courage” was best.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! His dimples how sweet!
He smiled and greeted the Kings and Queens of Wheat.
PRZ asked Father Christmas how his beard got so long,
While Gibby kept trying to pass him the bong.
Through this cool Christmas Eve the band continued to play,
Highlander and Ron, hands joined, they swayed.
Rory had gone and whipped up a very nice spread,
”Not even baseball’s this great!” The Horrible Esthete said.
Dana and Fingernails pushed Rudolph to crowd surf,
When Santa joined in; Hairbird collapsed under his girth.
With a wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Fighter and Lover informed all; nobody was dead.
With relief and good cheer the concert carried along,
Darkest Canuck was sad as the band neared the last song,
With reassuring glee Lofty Pines said “worry no more”
And Jamie concurred, adding: “there’ll be an encore.”
As Twinkie danced with elves, Emperor Penguin was heard to complain;
He just stepped in deer poop of the variety Rein.
Grats’99 suggested “On the Verge” for the big closer,
078 figured if she had the chance, she too would have chosen her.
The last notes filled the air, the show was complete,
Now early Christmas morning and Mike S was totally beat.
Into the sleigh jumped Santa, his many elves too,
They even left room for The Hip and their crew!
Thehiprock and Tim Mac asked them for more
Longseason knew t’was but a once-a-year score.
Hawks ’77 said thanks on behalf of the ‘Base,
Scottitude wiped away tears of joy from his face.
Santa snuck in a wink and to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
TTHipfreak heard them exclaim, as they drove out of sight,
"A Hip Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
"T'was The Night Before Christmas" Hipbase 2005 Edition
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the base
The anticipation was palpable; something J-Monster could taste.
Chris had made sure there were plenty of songs on the tracker
While Lance and his Princess grabbed the boots they were after
Most posters, like Worldpeace, were snug in their beds,
Visions of last year danced in Kleh’s head;
Under the sheets, with a twist and a turn
Opiated wondered if the band would return
When out on the lawn The Doctorb heard laughter,
Problem Bears crossed the floor with a quick pitter patter.
He arrived at the window and shouted to Mav:
”It looks like a rocking Christmas concert we’ll have!”
For out on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Shannon and Eric had already begun to say hello:
Piper’s wondering eyes couldn’t grasp what appear:
It was The Tragically Hip, with six cases of beer.
While Bobby, Paul and Sinclair mingled and talked,
Lizard King 51 just begged them to rock
As Johnny hit on Jenna, the music further delayed
Skippy, ‘Proud and Lilbones jumped in and played!
Gord shouted: "Now, Hugh! Now, Carolyn! Now, Dire Wolf 74!”
”Tell us which songs you like and which you adore!”
”If Cfren wants to hear it, we’ll do what we can!”
”We’ll play hard for Summiteer with this makeshift band!"
The boys then swarmed the stage with laughs and friendly nods.
They enjoyed the volunteers, but valued their jobs.
With great gusto and timing; into “No Threat” they threw,
Soylent Greg was so excited he didn’t know what to do.
And then, in a twinkling, Gangrel heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of 32 little hooves.
Chancellor tossed up a glance, Beanmedic smelt the groove seed
St. Nicholas had arrived; with a red sack full of weed.
He was dressed all in fur, and the party was on,
Blesser screamed; “Hey boys, play Santa a song!”
Groveless T asked the Old Elf for a request,
And Claus remarked that “Courage” was best.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! His dimples how sweet!
He smiled and greeted the Kings and Queens of Wheat.
PRZ asked Father Christmas how his beard got so long,
While Gibby kept trying to pass him the bong.
Through this cool Christmas Eve the band continued to play,
Highlander and Ron, hands joined, they swayed.
Rory had gone and whipped up a very nice spread,
”Not even baseball’s this great!” The Horrible Esthete said.
Dana and Fingernails pushed Rudolph to crowd surf,
When Santa joined in; Hairbird collapsed under his girth.
With a wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Fighter and Lover informed all; nobody was dead.
With relief and good cheer the concert carried along,
Darkest Canuck was sad as the band neared the last song,
With reassuring glee Lofty Pines said “worry no more”
And Jamie concurred, adding: “there’ll be an encore.”
As Twinkie danced with elves, Emperor Penguin was heard to complain;
He just stepped in deer poop of the variety Rein.
Grats’99 suggested “On the Verge” for the big closer,
078 figured if she had the chance, she too would have chosen her.
The last notes filled the air, the show was complete,
Now early Christmas morning and Mike S was totally beat.
Into the sleigh jumped Santa, his many elves too,
They even left room for The Hip and their crew!
Thehiprock and Tim Mac asked them for more
Longseason knew t’was but a once-a-year score.
Hawks ’77 said thanks on behalf of the ‘Base,
Scottitude wiped away tears of joy from his face.
Santa snuck in a wink and to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
TTHipfreak heard them exclaim, as they drove out of sight,
"A Hip Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”