"A Very Merry TES Christmas"
I say merrily, departing upstairs;
'cause it's time to get down to business
as I look through the merchant's wares
Arena: eye candy, Hadvar jokes
chopping wood for the christmas fire,
Waiting for Christmas dinner with the folks;
as I delve into the debut game with desire.
Daggerfall: Falk chuckles into his spiced wine
I ask him, looking up, and he answers "I'm fine";
But I'm not, I've died in Privateer's Hold
From a thief like an elf - so green and bold.
Morrowind: Dengeir remembers the old days
Gets Telka to pick up the eggs the chickens laid;
As I run away from a Cliff Racer in the West Gash
and my water walking's run out - I sink with a splash.
Oblivion: Brenuin tells me to jog on there
as I see Ysolda with her new Christmas hair;
I kill a Mythic Dawn Cultist in Santa red
But not before the great Uriel Septim is dead.
Skyrim: The cold wind rises as I enter my house
To see Falk, Hadvar and Dengeir with Alto in hand
and Brenuin and Ysolda petting my pet Skeever mouse
For Christmas in Skyrim brings peace and love to the land
A Very Merry TES Christmas, and a happy Gaming Year
Peace on Earth to all men, and peace on Nirn to all of you too
King.