I was bored after Christmas festivities and decided to rewrite the poem.
I hope you enjoy. some of the rhymes don't work or are lame.
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through Dead End
The Hellcats were all passed out from drinking,
The Cerebri in the sewers they were feasting
When out on the street there arose such a clatter,
The moon shone down on the grey colored snow
With red head cop not so lively or quick,
Now dash away! Dash away!
As the tire squealed like a banshee,
And then, with a tromping of boots I heard on the ground
Van was dressed all in her leather, from her head to her boot,
Shade’s eyes--how they twinkled! She wanted a fight!
Van growled at me, she was a pissed off hot goth,
Shade spoke not a word, but went straight to her work,
They both sprang upon me, to my crew I did holler,
I was pushed in a cell wit Dion, Thumper, Bad Santa, and Cas
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