bookishwench | Okay... so... carols and stuff

This is going to be rather confusing to explain, but I shall attempt.

Two years ago, at my lovely old AOL board, I began posting Buffy Carols prior to the Christmas season, ideally one a day, though it never quite went that way. I am picking up yon tradition (it's okay to say yon in reference to Christmas, I think, as no one says "merry" or "yore" anymore except then, and "yon" is that kind of olde Englishe Robin Hoode kinda word to) and doing yet more Buffy Carols this year, one per day, hopefully, though I make no promises... as to quantity or quality. Yes, I'm posting these to the AOL board, poor languishing thing, but as the lovely Ms. Bunny m'am has said it's a bit difficult to pop over there, she asked me to post them here as well.

Please. Don't kill me.

(to the tune of Blue Christmas)

We’ll have a blue Christmas,
Oh, WB.
We’ll be so blue, just thinkin’
Of your stupidity.
You gave Angel the boot;
Now, what was that for?
Old fans don’t give a hoot,
And don’t watch you anymore.
And when those blue Nielson’s start fallin’
That’s when those bad memories start callin’
We were doin’ quite well
Now we’re in reality TV hell!
Thanks to you, it’s a blue, blue, blue, blue Christmas.

(to the tune of Christmas in Killarny)

There’s demons left; there’s demons right,
There’s demons attacking all day and night.
It’s Christmas in Sunnydale
And all of the vamps are home.

It’s dumb, you know, to go for a stroll
Cause this place sure has a high death toll
It’s Christmas in Sunnydale
And all of the vamps are home.

The Hellmouth’s always open
And Turok-hans pay a call
And the Master dear, so full of cheer
Will kill us one and all.

Spike’s playing pool, the fangirls drool,
Drusilla whacks them over the head with a stool.
This is the town where ghosts, ghouls and demons roam.
It’s Christmas in Sunnydale
And all of the vamps are home!

By the by, should anyone want to look at the old ones, Bunny put 'em up on Nightblooming, here.