I’m dreaming of a write Christmas,
waiting for the muse I used to know,
Where the character arcs glisten,
And demons dogs are hissin’,
and plot holes are backfilled with plows of snow.

I’m dreaming of a write Christmas,
With every inciting incident, I write,
May your Baes be suited for a fight,
And may all your Christmas’ be write.

I’m dreaming of a write Christmas,
the ones where we don’t tell, we show,
Where conflicts insight frisson,
Witches brew ricin,
And vamps tap veins that always flow.

I’m dreaming of a write Christmas,
With every vicious murder scene, I write,
May your faes, may your plays, may your essays,
Be aerie and enemies quickly smite.
And may all your Christmas’ be write.