‘Twas a cold winter night in these hallowed halls,
Where we gamers were lounging (in chairs, or on balls).
The stockings were locked in a box for good measure,
In hopes that Nate Drake wouldn’t take them as treasure.
With a metalhead driver, and thanks to his axe,
I knew it was Eddie – as played by Jack Black.
He tore through the sky with a thunderous noise
To bring brand new games to good girls and good boys.
“Now Blizzard, Now Capcom, now Valve and Konami!
On Sega, on Rockstar, on Epic and Bungie!
To the top of the porch, and hang on to the ledge,
Now go make your games, but don’t call them ‘Edge!’“
His eyes, how they twinkled as he laughed, “I’ve been wrong!”
There’s been so much to love about games all along!
I’ve toured Georgia and Africa fighting some zombies,
And it suddenly clicked why you guys have this hobby.”
“The motion control’s so much fun, it’s contagious,
And next year there’s Natal and then Gem – it’s outrageous!
The Wii’s got you boxing the guy with the belly,
But you dodge and you punch and he’s down just like jelly!”
He talked thru the night ’bout his new gaming scene,
Of Aion and shooters “not balanced for lean.”
And then wiggling his fingers in a manner quite clever,
He suddenly vanished, like Duke Nukem Forever.
Once more, the bus rumbled, quite easy to hear,
As he left on their mission to spread gaming cheer.
But from off in the distance, I heard him proclaim,
“Happy winter to all, and to all a good game!”
Happy holidays, from our family to yours!