A Star Wars Christmas by Drexxah T'was the week before Christmas, and all through the house, There was nothing but SWTOR, now gimme my mouse. The stockings were hung by my system with care, In hopes of free play time and goodies to share. My guildies were huddled by the screen as I read, While visions of Star Wars danced through their heads. When out in the parking lot there arose such a clatter, A big red Starship had crashed with a splatter! As I flew to the door and gazed through the hole, I saw a Snow Trooper, he was on patrol. When what to my bloodshot eyes should appear, But a cute little Bounty Hunter, she was a Bio-Engineer. They came out of the ship, one by one, St. Nick looked as if he was stunned. He was dressed all in armor, from his head to his foot, And his clothes had laser blasts with ashes and soot. A bundle of boxes he had flung on his back, It was copies of SWTOR he had in his pack. He spoke up and said as he started to shiver, "Two million copies, they must be delivered!" The cargo hold was filled to the brim, The ship was a wreck, the night was grim. So we fired up our loaders and speeders and trucks, We could make this happen! with a little luck. We had already played having downloaded online, But the others needed copies to get in on time. December 20th was coming up fast, It HAD to work or Christmas was trashed. With a wink of his eye, a few puffs off his pipe, We worked and worked all through the night. The stores we filled with the game of the year, And all the gamers rejoiced with good cheer! His crew fixed the ship, to his team gave a whistle, And away they flew, like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, as they flew out of sight, "A Star Wars Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

A Star Wars Christmas by Drexxah T'was the week before Christmas, and all through the house, There was nothing but SWTOR, now gimme my mouse. The stockings were hung by my system with care, In hopes of free play time and goodies to share. My guildies were huddled by the screen as I read, While visions of Star Wars danced through their heads. When out in the parking lot there arose such a clatter, A big red Starship had crashed with a splatter! As I flew to the door and gazed through the hole, I saw a Snow Trooper, he was on patrol. When what to my bloodshot eyes should appear, But a cute little Bounty Hunter, she was a Bio-Engineer. They came out of the ship, one by one, St. Nick looked as if he was stunned. He was dressed all in armor, from his head to his foot, And his clothes had laser blasts with ashes and soot. A bundle of boxes he had flung on his back, It was copies of SWTOR he had in his pack. He spoke up and said as he started to shiver, "Two million copies, they must be delivered!" The cargo hold was filled to the brim, The ship was a wreck, the night was grim. So we fired up our loaders and speeders and trucks, We could make this happen! with a little luck. We had already played having downloaded online, But the others needed copies to get in on time. December 20th was coming up fast, It HAD to work or Christmas was trashed. With a wink of his eye, a few puffs off his pipe, We worked and worked all through the night. The stores we filled with the game of the year, And all the gamers rejoiced with good cheer! His crew fixed the ship, to his team gave a whistle, And away they flew, like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, as they flew out of sight, "A Star Wars Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"