Once upon a time, one Christmas Eve,
Jason got some presents, yippee yippee!
A pillow, a sweatshirt, and "Oh look,"
Seinfeld on DVD, and America: The Book
Also two Xbox games, Fable and Halo 2
He liked everything so much; he didn't know what to do
He ran to his Xbox and popped in Fable
He was so excited his hands were unstable
Oh so Jason played for a while, boy was it great
But alas he believed it was time for a break
So he went to see if there was anyone online
Alone he was... It's Halo 2 time!
He dashed to the package and tore it apart,
He wanted to play it, he knew it in his heart
Jason quickly opened the case, only to see
Sadly that there was no Halo 2 CD
There was half of a manual and a CD-R disc
"Creed Weathered" it said, crossed out was "Dance-Mix"
Oh Jason was confused, oh how could this be?
Everything was in order, or so it would've seemed
Someone out there, he doesn't know who
Has his copy of Halo 2
So Jason sat there with a frown
Looking at the garbage that laid on the ground
Oh how could Jason be so naïve?
There would be no Halo 2 on this Christmas Eve
But then something happened, something changed
Like the chemicals in his mind were being rearranged
His frown to a smile and his spirit shooting high
He began to laugh and fell to his side
Jason laughed and laughed, rolling on the floor
Kept laughing and laughing and yes, a little more
But why you ask?  Because he knew...
Christmas was not about Halo 2
It's about love and happiness, but not to be too mushy
It's also about fun and joy and a Christmas cookie
So Jason sat down to write, and out came
The story of the Grinch who stole his game
And for you to see, what Jason has done
All that is needed is to refer to line one
For if you have asked, "Who is he?"
Yes oh yes, Jason is me
And soon I will be off to bed for the night
So to all a good Christmas, and to all a goodnight