Twas the Night before Christmas and all thru the Falconportal house,
not a piece of hardware was stirring not even my logitech mouse.
The bicycles were all hung in their racks all nice and neat
In hopes that St Nick would bring me a nice new San Marco seat.
Both children were tucked in all snug in their beds
While visions of 1000 piece lego sets danced in their heads.
With Mom in her warmest fleece and I in a tshirt
Were hoping for a full nights sleep, if the baby's teeth didn't hurt.
When without notice, our home security alarm was set ablaze
I stumbled down the stairs still half asleep and in a daze.
Who could be the one who be so bold?
He even left the door open and man was it cold.
After closing the door and locking it tight
I freaked out, flipped out, and could not believe my sight.
It was some dude with a large bag in something that appeared to hover.
I was scared and decided to run and find cover.
He called to me, yelled to me, then started to explain
That feeding eight full grown reindeer was to much of a pain.
He had upgraded his sleigh in an attempt to modernize
And had scored this baby on ebay with free shipping as it's prize.
I grabbed my jacket, and proceeded to unlock the door.
Being a typical guy I wanted to see more.
It was true that his new sleigh was the envy of every man.
It had heated seats, a flat screen and it's own wireless LAN
He explained that only children would receive toys from his bag
I was hoping for something hi-tech and thought that was kind of a drag.
Upon seeing my face he was shocked by my sullen look.
Given his wondrous powers I'm guessing he read me like a book.
He was quick to point out that I had a really great life.
Two wonderful kids and a beautiful wife.
But he saw that I enjoyed a really good hi-tech toy
And knew that every man enjoys once again be a little boy.
So he told me to step aside so he could finish and avoid being late
But right before he left he told me my gift was a Kernel Security Update.
With my network security back in it's proper space.
I stared into the sky as I watched him leave my peaceful place
I was wet, cold and chilled but not longer distressed
So I'll end this poem by saying, "Merry Christmas to all, good-night and God Bless!"
Ed Hurst posted the following comment:
––Clever. I wanted a good workout for Christmas and got one. It's called "shovel the blizzard."
on Fri, 25 Dec 2009 11:02:17 -0800