T’was the night before Christmas and all through the house, Christian Gamers were stirring at their keyboard and mouse. Their consoles were glowing discs whirring with care,
This night for hours their TV’s they’d stare.

Beasts boy was nestled all snug in his bed,
While Daddy was screaming “why don’t you stay dead”
And mamma was sleeping in bed she did nap,
And Jeff at his TV had nOObs he would smack.

Dan would play with his friends and cause such a clatter,
A curse word was spoken and he said “what’s the matter”
Away to a party he declared and not feared,
He even hung ornaments on his sparse little beard.

The evening was dark for Scootero and James, a  warm comfort glow from the fire and flames.
A strange thing did happen, hey what could that be,
It’s only Scootero taking an invisi-pee.

As Drew battled zombies he grew quite frustrated
his partners knew nothing and their names he berated
Kept warm from the dryer while doing his laundry,
He shouted to Dan “Oh you’re such a quandry”

All HCGers we thank you with love,
We love you like family, with Father above
Your games you must play, and must fight the good fight,

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!