Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through LCB
Not a member was spinning, not even for free.

The gamblers all sat at their 'puters and stared
In hopes that some free chips soon would be there

Non-players were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of savings all danced in their heads

But me with my ciggie and tall glass of gin
Had just settled down for a big massive win

When out in the forums I heard such a clatter
I jumped up from my seat to see what was the matter

Away to the forum I clicked in a flash
Soaking myself in liquor and ash

The moon on the screen showed my ghostly white pallor
Resultant from playing for days and an an hour

When what to my gin-goggled eyes should appear
But LCB reps, all 6 (they're such dears)

With a towering admin, so sexy and slick
I knew in a moment it wasn't St Nick

More rapid than losses, his helpers they came
And he whislted and beckoned and called them by name;

"Now Blueday! and Lipstick! and chatty Ms Shelli!
Come PMM, Boo and sports trader Tony"

"To the top of the forums, to the top of the wall
Now post away, post away, post away all!"

As old ladies that before the wild symbols fly
When they meet with a pay-out, jump to the sky

So out to the forums the helpers they flew
With their  hands full of freebies, and Zuga-man too

And then with an inkling I knew in their home
The members were reading each little tome

As I drew in my smoke and was mousing around
Onto the pages Zuga came with a bound

He was dressed in Armani from his head to his foot
And his clothes all were well pressed; no ashes nor soot

A bundle of cash he had strapped to his hip
And he grinned like a roller with a thousand coin chip

His bling  - how it sparkled! His diamonds how merry!
His wad was so thick. His wins never cherries

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And the jut of his chin was so strong don'tcha know

The white of peroxide glistened his teeth
And the glare it encircled his head like a wreath

He had a nice face and a flat little belly
(He flexes when you look, remarked chatty Shelli)

He was handsome and tall, a right jolly admin
And I cringed when I saw him (wish I were that trim)

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Said I should have worked out, but gambled instead

He spoke not a word but went straight to his work
And filled all accounts (while flexing, the jerk)

And laying his finger aside of his cash
And giving a nod, out the forum he dashed

He sprang to his porsche, to his team gave a whistle
And away they all drove at the speed of a missle

But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
"Happy Christmas to all..may the reels ne'er be tight!"

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Merry Christmas LCB staff and members..love you all!
13oclock

That is totally awesome! I loved reading that you are a very funny guy. My favorite part was the cig and gin LMAO
                                                      louiseff

LOL...tyvm, was fun to write as well

I am laughing so hard I can't even type through the tears lmao. You are a true poet darline
:):):):):):):)

aww...my pleasure my wonderful lcb friends

Fantastic read.....

       Thank you for that 13oclock.

And Merry Christmas to you.....

                                                PMM

my pleasure

Absolutely beautiful.. magnificent.. fantastic..
Very thoughful and kind of you 13oclock to do that
Truley enjoyed every moment of reading that..
I love poetry and prose

A classic one from a classy (Or is that gassy?) poster.

Well done!!!!

classy....nah...gassy?...get back to ya on that one..buying a box of beer tonight and staying in to spin
and ty all

Very cool 13,

And they say beer rots the brain. NOT!!!

Tony

and tyvm u 2, glad u enjoyed