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Happy Christmas to all
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My apologies if I have missed you. It wasn't intentional, just failing memory, Xmas Eve tipples of a drink, lack of room in what is a stuffed adaption below..
Hope that you enjoy it - technically it was for last night but I added four more folk at the last minute from issuing it on the Mad Over Fifties...
Happy Christmas to you all and I hope Santa brings you the happiness and fortune that you have or seek.
T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the AB house
Not a Troll was stirring, not even a McMouse.
The Carakeels were hung by the Venator with care,
In hopes that LieinKing soon would be there.
The Maverics kids were nestled all snug in their Maidup beds,
While visions of JTHs danced in their Wendilla heads.
And Mamya in her ‘kerchief, and Ed in his Mrs O cap,
Had just settled their bibblebubs for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the ABerrant lawn there arose such a Ratter,
Ed sprang from his Oldred to see what ,Chuckfickens ,was the matter.
Away to the Seadogg window he flew like a Baldric flash,
Tore open the Nungates and threw up the Hash.
The Moonie on Naomi’s breast of the new-fallen Buenchico snow
Giveup the lustre of PolarBear to ABers below.
When, what to his Dotty eyes should cazz appear,
But a miniature Craft, and eight Slinky reindeer.
With BakersDozen the driver, so lively and tambo quick,
He knew in a D97 it must be LieinKing so slick.
More Rae rapid than Triggers his Owdhamers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and Clarioned them by name!
"Now Jogger! now, Tigger! now, ChuckFingers and Sibton!
On, Boxtops! On, Noraq! on, on Nonna and TTFN!
To the top of the Alba! to the NoM of the wall!
Now Micmac away! Prim away! Daisya away all!"
As B00 leaves that before the wild sunny-dave fly,
When they meet with a SpaceCadet, in fear mount to the Loftie sky.
So up to the Jno house-top the Chrissas they flew,
With the Craft full of Pips, and LieinKing too.
And then, in a Starbuckone, Ed heard on the roof
The Nibbling and Factoring of each little Bedknobs hoof.
As he drew in Ed’s head, and was Tinkering around,
Down the Venator, LieinKing came with a Sherrard bound.
He was dressed all in Lady J fur, from his head to his Ecclescake foot,
And his maggot clothes were all tarnished with Petals and SandyRoe soot.
A bundle of Pips he had flung on his Ethandron back,
And he looked like a Postdog, just opening his TWR sack.
His eyes-how like Lady Alex’s! his Ichkeria dimples how RedHelly merry!
His Jokos were like Maggibees, his nose like a Chappie!
His droll Society mouth was drawn up like a Welshie bow,
And the Waterboat of his Sidkid chin was as white as the hC snow.
The Steve.5 stump of a Marval he held tight in his annodomino teeth,
Ann the jokes, they encircled his Cupid head like an Ouzel wreath.
He had a Sara rear and a little Sqad belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of Daffy jelly!
He was Rowan and Flump, a right jolly em10 elf,
And Ed euphiamed when he saw him, in spite of himself!
A China of his Eddie eye and a Flip of his dr b head,
Soon gave us to know Ed had nothing to Alexander-dread.
He spoke not a Jemisa word, but went straight to ummm work,
And filled all the Carakeels, then Chaffinched with a jerk.
And erin laying his finger “AYG” to his rsvp nose,
And giving a Wiltshire nod, up the Venator he rose!
He sprang to his Albags Craft, to his team gave a Nogel firewatch whistle,
And AOG they all flew like the Gromit of a thistle.
But Ed heard him NewJudge claim, ‘ere he drove out of Netibiza sight,
"4Getmenot, Happy AB Sillimas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Hope that you enjoy it - technically it was for last night but I added four more folk at the last minute from issuing it on the Mad Over Fifties...
Happy Christmas to you all and I hope Santa brings you the happiness and fortune that you have or seek.
T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the AB house
Not a Troll was stirring, not even a McMouse.
The Carakeels were hung by the Venator with care,
In hopes that LieinKing soon would be there.
The Maverics kids were nestled all snug in their Maidup beds,
While visions of JTHs danced in their Wendilla heads.
And Mamya in her ‘kerchief, and Ed in his Mrs O cap,
Had just settled their bibblebubs for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the ABerrant lawn there arose such a Ratter,
Ed sprang from his Oldred to see what ,Chuckfickens ,was the matter.
Away to the Seadogg window he flew like a Baldric flash,
Tore open the Nungates and threw up the Hash.
The Moonie on Naomi’s breast of the new-fallen Buenchico snow
Giveup the lustre of PolarBear to ABers below.
When, what to his Dotty eyes should cazz appear,
But a miniature Craft, and eight Slinky reindeer.
With BakersDozen the driver, so lively and tambo quick,
He knew in a D97 it must be LieinKing so slick.
More Rae rapid than Triggers his Owdhamers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and Clarioned them by name!
"Now Jogger! now, Tigger! now, ChuckFingers and Sibton!
On, Boxtops! On, Noraq! on, on Nonna and TTFN!
To the top of the Alba! to the NoM of the wall!
Now Micmac away! Prim away! Daisya away all!"
As B00 leaves that before the wild sunny-dave fly,
When they meet with a SpaceCadet, in fear mount to the Loftie sky.
So up to the Jno house-top the Chrissas they flew,
With the Craft full of Pips, and LieinKing too.
And then, in a Starbuckone, Ed heard on the roof
The Nibbling and Factoring of each little Bedknobs hoof.
As he drew in Ed’s head, and was Tinkering around,
Down the Venator, LieinKing came with a Sherrard bound.
He was dressed all in Lady J fur, from his head to his Ecclescake foot,
And his maggot clothes were all tarnished with Petals and SandyRoe soot.
A bundle of Pips he had flung on his Ethandron back,
And he looked like a Postdog, just opening his TWR sack.
His eyes-how like Lady Alex’s! his Ichkeria dimples how RedHelly merry!
His Jokos were like Maggibees, his nose like a Chappie!
His droll Society mouth was drawn up like a Welshie bow,
And the Waterboat of his Sidkid chin was as white as the hC snow.
The Steve.5 stump of a Marval he held tight in his annodomino teeth,
Ann the jokes, they encircled his Cupid head like an Ouzel wreath.
He had a Sara rear and a little Sqad belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of Daffy jelly!
He was Rowan and Flump, a right jolly em10 elf,
And Ed euphiamed when he saw him, in spite of himself!
A China of his Eddie eye and a Flip of his dr b head,
Soon gave us to know Ed had nothing to Alexander-dread.
He spoke not a Jemisa word, but went straight to ummm work,
And filled all the Carakeels, then Chaffinched with a jerk.
And erin laying his finger “AYG” to his rsvp nose,
And giving a Wiltshire nod, up the Venator he rose!
He sprang to his Albags Craft, to his team gave a Nogel firewatch whistle,
And AOG they all flew like the Gromit of a thistle.
But Ed heard him NewJudge claim, ‘ere he drove out of Netibiza sight,
"4Getmenot, Happy AB Sillimas to all, and to all a good-night!"
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When one first comes to a knowledge of the truth of the Bible he may take a bold stand for Bible principles, such as separateness from the world and seeking right associations. He sees the obvious need to have no fellowship with fornicators, thieves and the like. Later on he appreciates more fully the ramifications of those principles. He sees that the whole world is under Satan’s influence, not just its baser elements. (1 John 5:19) He comes to appreciate that, even though an acquaintance may not be immoral, if that one does not worship God he is not really a good associate. Likewise his discernment in applying Bible principles helps him to realize that it can be just as harmful to spend christmas two days as with an adulterer on a movie screen or an evening with killers on television as to fellowship with them elsewhere. Soon he begins to apply the same discernment toward books and magazines. It is not a matter of someone telling him a certain thing is wrong. It is a matter of getting God’s mind on things, growing to maturity and applying Bible principles to the full extent, which is our individual responsibility.
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