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- Twas the night before Christmas, and all throughout Eve,
- a miner was harvesting, with a sense of reprieve.
- He harvested his minerals and mined without care,
- not knowing Code agents soon would be there.
- with a quick glance at local, the system seemed dead,
- "but high sec is safe" still stuck in his head.
- With He in his retriever, and Code on their way,
- He settled into mining and was soon afk.
- Over his speakers arose such a clatter,
- He raced back to his screen to see what was the matter.
- Back to his keyboard he flew with a flash,
- as a bumper sped toward him and hit with a crash.
- He knew he was in trouble, with nowhere to go,
- as a group of catalysts approached from below.
- He tried to align to make his espcape,
- but there was no avoiding the impending gang rape.
- The catalysts approached him so stealthy and slick,
- He knew that his end soon would come quick.
- When out of nowhere old James 315 came,
- He whistled and shouted and called agents by name.
- "Now Loyal, now Lament, now DJ and John E,"
- "on Borgia, on Sasha, on Wolf and AC."
- "Put an end to this violator and answer the call,"
- "Now fire away, fire away, fire away all!"
- As dry leaves before the hurricane fly,
- Antimatter bursts soon lit up the sky.
- around the miner the Code agents flew,
- Unloading their blasters..James 315 too.
- It didn't take long for the miner drop,
- as he blew with a flash and a whimpering pop.
- What's left of his retriever was nothing but dust,
- as he voiced his opinions of hate and disgust.
- He responded with obscenities and insults abound,
- as they explained in his bio a permit was not found.
- He cried out in local with defiance and tears,
- as the agents responded with laughter and cheers.
- The poor miner's mood was not at all merry,
- after all he was popped like a young virgins cherry.
- He cried, he yelled, he responded with threats,
- But the agents just shrugged, there were no regrets.
- They offered him a permit but were met with his jeers,
- as their offers for a solution only fell on deaf ears.
- He refused the Code agents, still stuck in denial,
- he made more excuses and threats with such guile.
- With the miner still yelling and being so vocal,
- Old James said with a smile "please stay clean in local."
- He explained he could mine, with no sense of dread,
- if he'd just get the concept of Code in his head.
- The rants went on, condemning Codes work,
- He called James a bully, a noob, and a jerk.
- Old James cracked a smiled, agents at his side,
- "by the rules of the Code you'll learn to abide."
- forsake your botting and aspirant behavior,
- and recognize James as your new high sec savior.
- James said with a grin as they flew out of sight,
- The Code always wins, now have a good night.
- ~Kaely Tanniss
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