Twas a week before Christmas, and in a room in Hogwarts,
A little boy sat, just chucking his darts.
While he watched water drip with a plunk and a plink,
The little boy stood up, and started to think.
All the parties at Hogwarts, he said to the door;
Have been disappointing. They've been a right bore!
When I went to boarding school, what I was told to expect,
Was booze and chill parties and plenty of sex.
Now it's true, said the boy, I was raised on TV,
And it probably lied to viewers like me.
But my mom and my dad and my cousins all said,
That Hogwarts was awesome, there's nothing to dread.
But now here I sit, now in my second year,
And I have yet to see a sweet party here!
It's really no good, it really can't do,
But I cannot avoid it, I know it is true!
Suddenly, the little boy had a great thought!
He'd finally found it! The answer he sought!
He could throw his own party, it be totally cool,
With booze and loud music, he'd invite the whole school!
So the little boy sat, smiling away,
And began to plot out this super-awesome day.
Long story short: Keith is throwing a Christmas party! But throw your gowns and whatnot away, this isn't some big stuffy formal party. This a party that a teenager throws (Sorry if the writing feels off...I can't get the rhythm of the poem out of my head)
Yes, there will be loud music. Yes, there probably will be questionable activites going on! But it's part of the charm!
This idea is still in the works, so please post here if you're interested. Questions/suggestions should be PMd to me.
by Keith Nicholas Mon Dec 13, 2010 11:40 pm
