Okay, you want a poem.. I got one for you. Its NOT about any current member of the forum, but its one I wrote when my first fiancee' left me. (keep in mind, it was right before Christmas)
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'Twas the before Christmas, and somewhere in the house,
Big Will sit alone, clicking away with the mouse,
Everyone else lie, peacefully asleep in their bed,
While Big Will sit alone, with many thoughts in his head,
Suddenly without warning, a loud crash came thundering down,
Making Big Will think, "What the hell was that sound?!"
Running to the window, to see whats the matter,
Only to find a fat guy, had fallen from a ladder,
Going to help, trying to be quick,
Only to find, this fat guy's St. Nick!
Helping him up, still shocked at the sight,
Barely finding the words, "How is this right??"
"You're not real you're only a myth, I can't believe my eyes!!"
"My dear boy, I'm as real as you, just a lot bigger in size."
"I go round the world once a year, to all the girls & boys,
I bring them tons of gifts, make-up & toys."
"But on this Christmas Eve, you look so crappy,
Tell Santa what he can do, to make you happy?"
"But theres nothing you or anyone else can do, for this Christmas I'll spend alone & blue."
Big Will replied, as he looked to the ground & sighed.
"I know you feel bad and that you hurt,
because this girl you love left you in the dirt,
I can't bring her back, or take away your pain,
But its for the best, her friends would've drove you insane."
"I know you love her, and thats just great,
But what would've happened, had she said she was 'late'?"
"You know shes immature and just way to young,
If she would've got pregnant, you would've been hung!"
Its not what you want to hear, but she left, she's gone,
May I suggest someone new, better, blonde?!
More importantly the girl, she never 'went down!'
What did she fear? Did she think she would drown?!"
Big Will replied, "Of all the nerve,
I can't believe my ears, Santa's a perv!"
"If you were me, you'd understand more,
On how much Santa, has longed for a ****e!"
"Mrs. Claus is iffy and gawd what a prude,
Do you believe she had the nerve to say,
I repulse her nude?!"
"Life's hard on Santa, I don't even get paid,
But just once I wish, that I could get laid!"
"And don't make me start, on the milk and cookies,
I've had enough to make me choke,
You wanna impress Santa, leave me some rum and coke!"
"I understand your problems, all of which I can see"
Replied Big Will, "But how does any of that,
have to do with me?!"
"My dear boy, I'm only trying to make you see,
things could be worse, you could be me!"
"The girl left, didn't know what she had,
and in the future, she'll see it was her bad."
"You're a wonderful person, charming and sweet,
Anyone would be blind, not to sweep you off your feet."
"Do you understand, all that I'm trying to say?"
"I think I do?" Big Will replied, "but you're coming off gay."
"I do wish things would get better instead of worse,
But sad to say, this is my Christmas curse."
"Just give it time, the right one is out there,
But I understand, that it just doesn't seem fair.
Look on the bright side, you still have great hair!"
"But I really should be going, its around one or two-ish,
Santa needs a better schedule, why can't more of you be jewish?!"
"I hope something I've said, will stay in your mind,
Because you Big Will, truly are one of a kind."
And in the blink of an eye, he was gone just like that,
returning Big Will, to where he once sat.
And on the computer, Big Will would write,
Merry Christmas to all, & to all a good night!