\’Twas the night before Christmas and all across Twitter
Tweeples eyes were lit, they were all a-glitter.
The tweets they were flying with speed and delight
as each one made plans for that great winter\’s night
\”I\’m traveling\”, \”I\’m eating\”, \”I\’m hanging with family\”
\”I just wrapped the presents, I can say now so happily\”
The news it broke fast, from Mumbai – attack
we all were there to say \”we\’ve got your back\”
And then from our Denver in U. S. of A.
a plane crash, one of us trapped, as it burned on that day
Relevant, crucial, our beloved site
The world it gets smaller with each tweet we type.
From lifecast to business, from profound to sublime
The Christmas Eve tweets that I made, they were mine
The new water cooler, I dubbed it this year
and people are flocking in droves, should we fear
that our site that\’s so precious, so real and so true
will end up like myspace, then what would we do!
The fail whale, oh the fail whale, now please go away
if we can\’t tweet right now, it won\’t be Christmas Day!
Dear Santa, please Santa, here\’s what we want most
Just to help Twitter find a better web host!
On Brogan, On Wheaton and on Kawasaki
Please keep it real, and reply to me
On Zappos, on Shankman and on Vaynerchuk
keep moving that Twitter sleigh so it don\’t get stuck.
And that\’s when I saw it, a light oh-so bright
a gift just for me that I\’d open that night
A 30-inch monitor, inviting to me
larger than ever my tweets they would be!
Reply, direct message, tweetdeck and tweetie
addicted we are to this web 2.0 genie
to grant us our wishes, interacting with others
we\’re all here… you best friend, your mother, your brother
The future we\’ve seen it, it\’s right here on Twitter
we\’ll stay and we\’ll tweet, we won\’t move, yes we\’ll sit here
The future is now as we enter o-nine
Our hopes they grow brightly, I hope all will be fine
But Twitter stopped suddenly, oh what could it be?
I had something important to say can\’t you see?
as we looked to the sky and saw the hope that is Christmas
a baby, a Savior, could help us with this mess
A mysterious presence took over the site
a moment of silence seemed to be right
For our hope\’s not in web sites or people or things
our hope is in Jesus and the hope that he brings
To cast down our pride and to lift up our brother
let\’s all band together and just love one-another
Then Twitter returned to it\’s normal tweet-tweeting
but something was different, it\’s as though it was beating
and pulsing with life and with brand new excitement
as though Tweeple aplenty knew what this day meant
With the glow of the monitor surrounding my room
I tweeted one time to say \”I\’ll be back soon\”
I turned to my tree with it\’s light lit so brightly
to be with my family and hug them so tightly
\’Twas the night before Christmas, and it\’s this that I pray
Peace and joy will be yours on this Christmas day.
Merry Christmas to all!
@joelcomm