Re: [Killietalk] 'Twas the night before Christmas, Fish style

["Lorraine" <overall077 at lycos_com>]

That was cute.

Lorraine 
In sunny Colorado
http://lorraines-killies.com

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From: killietalk-bounces at aka_org [mailto:killietalk-bounces at aka_org] On
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Sent: Monday, January 02, 2006 7:15 PM
To: killietalk at aka_org
Subject: [Killietalk] 'Twas the night before Christmas, Fish style

'Twas the night before Christmas, and Santa was  humming,
The fish were excited,'Twas the night before Christmas, and Santa  was 
humming,
The fish were excited, one even was humming;
The fry were all  snuggled in their watery beds . . .
While visions of brine shrimp swam in  their heads;
The Cabomba was trimmed and sparkled just right;
Of course  the Neons you know, provided the light;
The colorful ornaments--green, red  and gold
Green Swordtails, red platies, and goldfish we're told;
A big  Silver Angel graced the top of the tree,
It was the prettiest "Fishmas" tree  even could be.
And then on the tank top there arose such a clatter . .  .
The fish swam 'round to see what was the matter.
Someone was coming,  they could tell by the sound--
Then down the filter tube came Santa with a  bound!
The stump of a snorkel held tight in his teeth,
And the bubbles  encircled his head like a wreath.
In his furry red wet suit he swam to the  tree,
And opened his pack for the fishes to see;
A new hollowed log for  the fry to play tag,
Was the very first gift he pulled from his bag;
Cans  of flake food were next, brine shrimp and squid,
And a bubbling treasure  chest, with the fluttering lid;
New colored gravel, a large piece of  slate,
It was obvious now the angels would mate.
Santa hadn't forgotten  them . . . He'd filled every wish,
He'd remember each item they put on his  list.
Then laying a finger aside his air hose . . .
And giving a nod, up  the tube he arose;
But they heard him exclaim as he hopped in his sled . .  .
Maybe next year I'll bring them a 55 gallon instead!

Merry  Christmas!
one even was humming;
The fry were all snuggled in their  watery beds . . .
While visions of brine shrimp swam in their heads;
The  Cabomba was trimmed and sparkled just right;
Of course the Neons you know,  provided the light;
The colorful ornaments--green, red and gold
Green  Swordtails, red platies, and goldfish we're told;
A big Silver Angel graced  the top of the tree,
It was the prettiest "Fishmas" tree even could  be.
And then on the tank top there arose such a clatter . . .
The fish  swam 'round to see what was the matter.
Someone was coming, they could tell  by the sound--
Then down the filter tube came Santa with a bound!
The  stump of a snorkel held tight in his teeth,
And the bubbles encircled his  head like a wreath.
In his furry red wet suit he swam to the tree,
And  opened his pack for the fishes to see;
A new hollowed log for the fry to play  tag,
Was the very first gift he pulled from his bag;
Cans of flake food  were next, brine shrimp and squid,
And a bubbling treasure chest, with the  fluttering lid;
New colored gravel, a large piece of slate,
It was obvious  now the angels would mate.
Santa hadn't forgotten them . . . He'd filled  every wish,
He'd remember each item they put on his list.
Then laying a  finger aside his air hose . . .
And giving a nod, up the tube he  arose;
But they heard him exclaim as he hopped in his sled . . .
Maybe  next year I'll bring them a 55 gallon instead!

Merry  Christmas!

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