Literature
A WSS Holiday Poem
"Twas the night before Christmas when all through the chat not a person was stirring except for MegerisAzarael, the stockings were hung by the Topic with Care in hopes that Saint Raggatron soon would be there. Kelsayyy was nestled all snug in her bed while visions of graffiti art danced in her head. and Hazelnutx in her 'Kercheif, and Ayame409 in her cap, had just settled down for a small chatters nap. when out on the lawn they heard such a clatter, they sprang from their beds to see what was the matter. Away to the window Ayame flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and threw back the sash. The moon on the breast of the-moof fallen Purpl