Hah! Be sure to send a copy to James A. Hoping everyone is having a wonderful holiday season, Jason
On Wed, Dec 24, 2014 at 3:28 PM, Pine W <[email protected]> wrote: > * Twas the night before Christmas on Wikimedia * > (Variation on "A Visit from St. Nicholas", written in the year 1823 by > Clement Clarke Moore) > > 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the wikis, > Not a creature was stirring, not even a bot; > The stockings were hung by the talk pages with care, > In hopes that Jimbo soon would be there; > The students were nestled all snug in their beds, > While visions of barnstars danc'd in their heads; > > And Mama in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap, > Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap — > When out at the village pump there arose such a clatter, > James Alexander sprang from bed to see what was the matter. > Away to the wiki I flew like a flash, > Opened a window, and logged in, in a dash. > > What to my wondering eyes should appear, > But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, > With a little old driver, so lively and bold, > I knew in a moment it must be Jimbo. > So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, > With the sleigh full of barnstars — and Jimbo too: > And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof > The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. > As I drew in my head, and was turning around, > Down the chimney Jimbo came with a bound: > He was dress'd all in fur, from his head to his foot, > And his clothes were all tarnish'd with ashes and soot; > A bundle of barnstars was flung on his back, > And he look'd like a peddler just opening his pack. > And I laugh'd when I saw him in spite of myself; > A wink of his eye and a twist of his head > Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. > He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, > And fill'd all the stockings; then turn'd with a jerk, > And laying his finger aside of his nose > And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. > He sprung to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, > And away they all flew, like the down of a thistle: > But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight — > "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night." > > > Merry Christmas, Wikimedians. (: > > > Pine > > *This is an Encyclopedia* <https://www.wikipedia.org/> > > > > > > > *One gateway to the wide garden of knowledge, where lies The deep rock of > our past, in which we must delve The well of our future,The clear water we > must leave untainted for those who come after us,The fertile earth, in > which truth may grow in bright places, tended by many hands,And the broad > fall of sunshine, warming our first steps toward knowing how much we do not > know.* > > *—Catherine Munro* > > _______________________________________________ > Wikimedia-Cascadia mailing list > [email protected] > https://lists.wikimedia.org/mailman/listinfo/wikimedia-cascadia > >
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