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Christmas at the ‘Stute
is no fun in this suit
that's so white and which ties in the
back.
There's this blue Christmas tree
blue as far as I see
there's no presents piled in no
stack!
The lights overhead
stay on when we're in bed
'cause the guards want to make sure
we're there.
And the music piped in
sounds indeed really grim....
there's no carols sung here anywhere!
I called all my bro's,
but the way that it goes,
not a one came to visit at all.
My twin, Justin Kace,
is here with me to face
this darn Christmas behind this steel
wall!
On the day before last
Thanksgiving had past
and we knew Christmas was coming
soon.
We all gathered around
the drab dull piped in sound
and decided we'd sing Christmas
tunes!
I sang "Jingle Bell Rock"
'til the thyme on the clock
was a little bit past half past one.
But before that I finished,
my voice was diminished
when Nurse Cratchet told me,
"You are done!"
There then was a riot,
when others did try it,
they started to sing carols LOUD!
They harmonized sweetly
and almost completely
drowned Cratchet's voice out, then
they bowed!
Nurse Cratchet broke loose
from the crowd and then Moose,
quickly tackled her down to the
floor.
He said, "Listen, sweetie,
don't make me repeatie...
We'll sing all we like, then sing
more!"
Sylvester, the kitty
sang soft a sweet ditty
and Elmer Fudd soon harmonized.
Then 3 other Justins,
and all of them, cousins,
joined in and the crowd hypnotized!
Rockwell took his brush
and he painted the tush
of ol' Cratchet while Moose held her
down.
Then all hell broke loose
as the nurse hit Doc Moose
and his elbow slammed into my gown!
Perhaps a roommate
or someone sedate,
can tell more why this Christmas did
flop!
'Cause, needless to say
I was right in the way
and the Looney 'Toon's tumbled on
top!
Now all that I know
is it was quite a blow
to get knocked on my ass at the
‘Stute
when we were just tryin'
to keep Christmas from dyin'
and sing carols that were mighty
cute!
Is there stuff you remember
'bout the ‘Stute this December?
Then write it here, please fill me
in!
I'm looking for Santa--
(heard he's in Atlanta)
If I get out, we will slosh down a
gin!
Next year, Christmas-thyme
just remember this rhyme
and go visiting ‘Stutes and in jails!
These places aren't fun
and I wish I were done...
Christmas stinks here! It just never
fails!
signed,
Justin Thyme aka Leonardo DaVinci
Artiste Extraordinaire
I'm sorry dat yaw Cwistmas thyme
Was missin' jolly Cwistmas whyme
Of course da Cwatchet was to bwame
No Cwistmas singin'? What a shame
No Cwistmas pwesents 'neath da twee
Well here's a gift faw you fwom me
Back to da top I'm sendin' dis
It's much too fine faw folks to
miss!
Who cares of gifts and Christmas
trees
Or carolling, good yule and stuff?
Here in the ‘Stute our buns we
freeze,
And we have ALL had Justine Uff....
We're keeping Santa and his elves
Locked Justin Kace within the ‘Stute.
The reindeer can fend for themselves
-
The toys will be Justin Stitute's.
Now holidays are fine for some,
But celebrations we won't hear.
It may be the millennium,
But really it's Justin Newyear!!!
This Christmas was my first,
At the ‘Stute with some verse.
Others I have not known.
I thought it was the norm,
While witnessing the storm.
I was quiet overwhelmed.
Who knew it to be true,
It could happen to you.
Locked up with the insane.
*Blushing deepest crimson*
Whitie and my bothers never
celebrated Christmas.
We didn't know what it was in the
forest. *shuffling
my feet in the snow* This was just
crazy for me.
I feel better knowing that this
isn't the normal thing
to be doing this time of year.
Thanks for the insight.
*hanging my head and finding a
corner to hide in*
Now what is all this commotion about,
we served up
a delicious meal that of course found
it's way to fly
through the air. The plop of sweet
potatoes so
perfectly on Justin Sayne's head was
the best yet.
Then Andrew got up and declared he
was Santa
Claus cause he has the crayons and he
can be
anyone he wants to be. No arguing was
had on
that topic, but Justin Kace somehow
got himself
all rolled up in a carpet and was
screaming
obscenities at Bugs Bunny. Bugs
pointed at
Bashful, but I know my little friend
Bashful
wouldn’t hurt a flea. Dr. Moose came
to the
rescue and dumped Justin Kace out on
his
butt and that's when the riot began.
Elmer
Fudd went over and kicked Dr. Moose
for
letting Justin free (now we know how
he got
in there)So then the Tin Man grabbed
his oil
can and started squirting it at Elmer
Fudd,
while The wicked Witch was hitting
everyone
with her broom. All I know is if we
had a
Christmas tree as Justin spoke of, I
don't
know where it ended up after the riot
ended, as I also lost my sanity. I
need
HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Please
HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Excuse me friends at Passions please
Forgive, as I've been lost
I went to get us all a tree
Into the woods and frost
The trees outside the Institute
Were few and far between
And so I ventured in deep woods
To find an evergreen
Time was lost as was my way
In searching for this tree
For not just any one would do
The best this one must be
At last the perfect one was found
Majestic in it's glory
But late I was Christmas had passed
And so I pen this story
Of best intentions gone a-stray
For I wished to bring this gift
To thank my friends this holiday
Their spirits all to lift
In striving for perfection's crest
I failed miserably
And lost the chance to give my best
Once time ran out on me
Next year this tree that I have
found
The Institute will grace
And before the date has passed me by
It will be in it's place
For all of us to decorate
With baubles each to bring
All thirty feet of tannenbaum
Around which we will sing
And in case I'm late again, Happy
New Years!
Hello Moose! Hey good to see ya!
Justin Thyme to let you know!
You didn't miss NOTHIN' at
Christmas...
the whole thing was a blow!
And now the Thyme is running out
and soon it'll be 2K!
And maybe the ‘Stute computers will
ZAP!
and we'll get out in a day!
Hey there, Bugs and Bashful!
It's good to see you guys!
Hang out with me until we see
the red in Cratchet's eyes!
I couldn't be gladder
no wonder, no matter,
that Y2K's here very soon!
I'm waitin' and watchin' and
anticipatin'
for the once in a very blue moon!
Y'see, my friends, Thymes on our
side!
If this computer screwer hits....
we'll split this damn joint open
wide!
This place, the perverbial pits!
Computers run the ‘Stute, you see,
they keep us in a trap!
And frankly when the bug soon hits,
we're done with all this crap!
The computer chip has the lock on the
door
engaged, or didn'tcha know!?
And when the Thyme is right, my
friends,
the chip will let us go!
Hurray, hurray for Y2K!
I'm glad it has the guts...
to break us out of this miserable
‘Stute
and relieve me of all of you NUTS!!!!
sincerely yours,
JT--- "Thyme Waits for NO-ONE!"
Sorry to burst your bubbles, but no
Y2K
glitch at this ‘Stute. You think I
would let
the likes of all you free into
society?
That's a laugh in a half, I'd be a
monkey
in the zoo if I let that happen.
"Don't even
think of trying to stuff those
crayons in
places where they might foul the
system
Andrew" (as I pull one out of
the keyhole
for the lock)It won't be easy,but I
will
keep you all here with me.
It was a truly wild night
All of us in jackets white
And singing oh so very loud
We made the most amusing crowd
I've Christmas' in my days
But nothing like this darn ‘Stutes
craze
I think I'll check out here my self
And go back to the seven elves
To Cratchet-
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... no Y2K
bug at the ‘Stute? LOL... who do you
think you're trying to fool? You got
a lot
to learn about the Power of the
Loonies!
We've got quite a few computer
geniuses
in here, y'know! How do you think we
can sneak around and get access to
the
‘Stute's main office Administrative
computers to even get on this web
thing
and write silly poems? ha! You think
while we're sneaking in and getting
on
these computers, we've just been
playing
around all year?!?!?!?! Remember the
"Unknown Poet"? One of the
most
intelligent human beings on the face
of the planet! He actually INVENTED
the computer back in the '40s
but.... oh
never mind. You'll see when the
doors
crack open as the 21st century hits!
hahahahahaha!
Stolen minds
treasured intellects
under assumed identities
teamed together
entertaining themselves
Happy New Years, Cratchet!... you
old
coot, you! God bless ya! Hope this
year
is good to you and that your tush
doesn't get painted again!
HAHAHAHAHAHA
Hey! the clock struck 12 --
So, now what do we do?
It's Justin Thyme to get outa here!
I'm ready for something new!
We're in this ‘Stute together!
and don't wanna do it no more
Happy New Year to all and to all a
good night...
I'm headed for the door!!!
Justin Kace I got the key
And left the door ajar
From east to west at Y2K
Each loon can hit the tar....
The Keeper's in there sweeping still
Nurse Crachet's chasing him
They'll never keep us loonies in -
Cuz Justin Sayne's diverting them.
Now Moose is running in the woods
Leaving a bread crumb trail
The dwarfs they follow eating crumbs
And whistling "Over Dale"
And Tweety flew the coop
Sylvester's running after him
In Y2K no ‘Stute's the scoop.
Justin Toxicated got waylaid
At Passions Corner Pub
Best not divulge our covert plans
We cannot have them flubbed.
The Unknown Poet's hopped a boat
He thought he'd take a cruise
To see if some might know him there
That sure would be good news.
Now Elmer Fudd's out hunting Bugs
But Bugs is much to quick
The Wicked Witch is way out west
She thinks she'll catch a quack...
Justin Thyme snagged all the paints
As Leonardo said
He always did talk to himself
It's all in his own head.
They're running here - They're
running there
One Flew Over-head I hear
The ‘Stute's inmates are everywhere
Remember all - We meet this year....
What was that plan again???????
Oh my what shall I do?
My wish finally came true.
Time waits for no one
so it looks you all have won.
See you all, have your fun
my end for the ‘Stute has finally
come.
Oh no you don't Nurse Crachet ma'am
You can't keep Keeper in the can
You come with us, you'll understand
We have this Y2K all planned.....
Bring Keeper too - we may need him
To feign our sanity
We've turned the tables all about
This will be fun, you'll see.....
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