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- bluchrystals December 2022
- Fiddler December 2022
- MackZ December 2022
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- Fiddler 7:40PM
- RedRoseRanch 7:40PM
- Taliesin 7:41PM
Who has the HAJ poem?
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I can't remember who it was who did a wonderful poem about this game based on 'The Night Before Christmas'. Would someone please post it again? I'm not feeling well at the moment and I could do with cheering up. :)
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I'd enjoy it too and I hope you feel better
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Post edited by bluchrystals at 2022-12-23 07:48:28
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I can't get it to link the poem only the last comment, but if you scroll to the top it's there.
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Twas the night before breeding, and all through the house
Not a creature was moving, Not even my mouse.
The Spreadsheets were laid on the desktop with care,
In the hopes that a winner was lurking in there.
The mares were nestled all snug in their stalls
The stallions were hyper because of their balls.
The laundry, the dishes, the cleaning; not done
I sit here and wait for the night script to run.
When there on my page a symbol appears!
“Breed to this stallion” (owe money for YEARS!)
Away to my stud page I fly like a flash
And set all the stud fees for one million CASH!
The moon thru my window reflects off the screen
I’d turn on the light, but that’d just be too mean.
My spouse doesn’t get it and that’s just too bad
To not have those yearlings would just be SO sad!
I see someone else on the forum now, dammit
You KNOW that that someone has got to be Ammit.
More rapid than eagles her fingers they fly
Making all these new features that I now must buy!
Now Stallions! Now Mares! Now Ponies and Drafts!
On Ponpon! On Fluffle! On Morkov and Button!
To the top of the dummy, to the top of the mare
Make fillies or colts, I really don’t care!
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane blow
Straws will be sold left and right, I just know.
The system is starting to run rather slow.
Someone call Ammit, I just HAVE to know!
I speak not a word, but go straight to my work
And fill all my stalls, then turn with a jerk
And laying a finger to wipe off a tear
I remember my embryo’s I saved for this year!
Exhausted and dragging, I fight off the urge
To purchase more barns, I cannot just splurge!
But look at those babies, there on my laptop
How can I manage to make myself stop?!
Now finally its dawn and there are no mares left to breed
Some food and some sleep are the things that I need.
But the alarm is now sounding, I must go to work
To make some more money,
“for Ammit” I smirk
Thanked by 1annismyrph -
hahaha that's great
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That's hilarious!