Holiday Writing

The Geek's Night Before Christmas

My makeshift mantle, which inspired this poem

Last night I was trying to think about where to put my stocking, and when it dawned on me to put it on the shelf above the TV, it inspired me to write this parody.  I hope you enjoy it.

Twas the Night before Christmas, and in the Geek’s House
The only thing stirring was the Geek’s mouse

The stocking was hung by the Plasma with care,
In hopes that UPS soon would be there;

He was busy coding, no time for bed
Visions of source code, danced through his head

Wearing a ThinkGeek t-shirt, and a Tux cap,
He tracked Santa Claus on the Google Earth App

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
He clicked straight to Twitter to research the matter.

News site and blog he clicked like a flash,
When nothing he found, to the front door he dashed.

When, what to his wondering eyes should appear
but a big brown truck, it was finally here!

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
A UPS man, did you think St. Nick?

More rapid than eagles, his charges they came,
The Geek whistled, and shouted, and called them by name

From Amazon, eBay, ThinkGeek and Zappos,
Great gifts bought online, he wondered who sent those.

The man brought them out and stacked them up high
So many presents, they reached to the sky.

He had a broad face, and a little round belly
That shook when he laugh’d, like a bowl full of jelly

When finally done with stacking straight as a line
he brought out a clipboard and pen and said, “Sign”

Then placing one finger aside of his nose,
The man gave a nod and into the truck he rose

He turned his key, and drove down the lane
The geek looked down at brown packages plain

He opened the first, and smiled when inside
An iPod from his mother, wrapping paper did hide

The second he found, was a Blu-Ray from a friend
Such generosity, his heart it did mend

Boxes and boxes, each one he did ope’.
Each tech gift filled him with joy and hope

My story is done, to me it did Psych
A Geeky Christmas to all, if you enjoyed it click like

My makeshift mantle, which inspired this poem

My Makeshift Mantle that inspired this poem, technically speaking this is an LCD TV, not a Plasma TV, but Plasma flowed better