T’was the night before Christmas,
And no way to deny it,
Things were quite calm,
Even Facebook was quiet,
It seemed most were offline,
And had gone to their beds,
While visions of email cards,
Danced in their heads,
All was done that could be done,
And the timing was right,
To say Merry Christmas to all,
And to all a goodnight,
May your  Christmas be grand,
For thee and for thine,
Though you’ll not see this,
Till you come back online.