Not a blogger was stirring, not e'en Exultet
The Cavemen were sleeping down deep in their Lair
With the hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The Archbolds were nestled all snug in their beds
While photoshopped visions all danced in their heads.
And Patrick Madrid, arrayed in his cap,
Was settling his brain for a long winter nap.
the Crescat had closed her contests most tacky
And the Curt Jester was resting from being all wacky.
Terry had put his paint brushes away
And Fr Z's feeder feeds were calm for the day.
Campaigning suspended at Regular Guy
While Fr Erik's firearms were loaded, nearby.
And while there are many more bloggers to mention,
Please don't assume I've paid no attention.
So to Joe and to Cathy and Erin and Sarah
To Adrienne and Angela and I.C. and Tara
To all of my readers and followers and trolls
May the peace of Christ fill your hearts and your souls.
So before I log off and turn down the light....
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night!"
