'Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the Forum
Not a body was posting,
No chance of a quorum
The crosswords were tackled
By the solvers with care,
Anyone struggling
Hoped Mamya was there
The pedants were nestled
All snug in their beds
While visions of bosuns
Danced in their heads...
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If you're feeling at all poetic, feel free to join in.