Sophia :
Twas the night before Kirkmas, we all gather hither.
Not a lib was debating, not even Dean Wither.
The microphones hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Kirkmas clips soon would be there.
The podcasters nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of debates danced round in their heads.
And Kirk in his headphones, and I in my chair,
Had settled our arguments, finally, there.
When out on the stream there arose such a clatter!
I sprang from my mic to see what was the matter!
A shot rang out, cutting through the silence
Whispers of counting or not counting gang violence
Away to the studio I flew like a flash,
Tore open the livestream and checked through the cache.
The glow of the monitor lit up the room,
While chat started shouting and shaking with gloom.
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a Kirkmas sleigh from a roof vantage point so clear
More rapid than podcasts his arguments came,
And he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
“Now, Debater! now, Podcaster! now, Commenter!
Now, Clipper! now, Streamer! now, Truth-Seeker!
To the top of the feed! to the top of the wall!
Now debate away! debate away! debate all!”
So up to the livestream the debaters they flew,
With a sleigh full of clips and Kirkmas merch too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The stomping of sneakers, then one mighty “OOF!”
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
Down the chimney came Kirk with a bound.
He was dressed all in white and slightly red so bright,
And he carried a podcast mic gleaming with light.
His eyes—how they sparkled! His confidence merry!
His cheeks were all rosy, his smile rather scary!
The rifle casing he held tight in his teeth,
And red circling his neck like a winter wreath.
He had long gums and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed like a neck full of jelly.
He was cheerful and loud, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
Now with fireworks we grieve like a wife who just cashed in
Some deaths are necessary he said with sin
So hit the music and learn to cry in a hurry
Happy day to all and to all a merry Kirkaversary
2026-09-10 09:23:01