‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that StRiders7 soon would be there;
The partreons were nestled all snug in their beds,
With visions of Raven's plums shaking in their heads.
"HoHoHo!!! Motherfuckers!!" Said the developer in his way
"Worry no longer, I bring you the halloween event"
"But Sunset, it's really late, NewYear's is on the way"
But Sunset paid no mind, he hurried fast, for he could not stay
"Until next year, but not January, maybe May"