Twas the night before trial news and all through the board,

Not a poster was posting,not even the basher horde.

The stocks were all hung by the chimney with care

In hopes that Saint Leo soon would be there.

I tossed and I turned without sleeping that night,

Excited and anxious for what I hoped might

Be a life-change event for Longs weary from fight.

When all of a sudden I heard a great yell

I knew it was Leo,I knew,I could tell.

Calling out to his reindeer as he went to each Long

Raising values of holdings held captive so long.

"On Pru and on BUP and on Bom and BABASSSI,
On Kev we must go we can't stop and rest yet
We're making this a Christmas one won't soon forget"

HO-HO-HO

Kelt