• As children make their list,
    He checks his twice,
    So the old chris Gaia
    Will know who nice.

    They lay awake,
    On the computer screen,
    Hoping What Gaia Claus
    Will bring.


    A little girl shy and special,
    wish upon a Fallen star hoping her
    gift will be a Monthly envelope,
    with its hidden surprise
    and silly prize

    and her brother half asleep,
    Dreaming or his adventurous sleep
    in the animated world of ZOMG
    Fighting the WTF and winning rings

    somewhere in gaia city
    little children come out to play,
    challenge and trade, hanging or fighting

    And the new fishes tuck by the shell
    soon to reveal another gift for being well

    And old pumkin jack defeated and grim
    lay away in his deepen grave
    wonder how his jolly friend
    make around and slave to night
    laughing about his candy corn pain
    when the children ate.

    And me tired tonight
    writing my poem
    and timing my evolve item
    waiting for my next surprise but
    still not the best when
    Santa Gaia Claus come
    to my computer.

    ZZZZZZZZ.....Gaians Happy Hoildays...zzzzzzz