All the Hoovers in Hooverville liked Questmas a lot,
But the caster who lived up in Fort Knocks did not.
There was no profit for him in their revels,
Nor in their belief that “Love levels all levels.”
Once every three-hundred, sixty-odd turns,
He remembered his partn...
‘Twas the night before Questmas, when all through the city,
Not a creature was stirring; no Move was a pity.
The weapons were stacked by the main gate with care,
In hopes that a Questing would soon depart there.
The stabbers were nestled all snug in their bunks,
While in their heads da...