artaud
12-22-2013, 01:54 PM
OK, this is the best I could do, open to changes in the verses. Some things were hard to rhyme, others kept to keep some of the original feel to the story.
Done in fun, I hope everyone enjoys, I've been there and still am, we're in this together.
I used this site to help with the rhyming words. Probably buy the app someday soon. Fun to play with words.
http://www.rhymezone.com/r/rhyme.cgi?Word=panic&typeofrhyme=perfect&org1=syl&org2=l&org3=y
*Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
*Anxiety and OCD prone people tensions won't dowse,
*The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
*In hopes that Tranquilizers and Anti-depressants soon would be there.
*These people were worried, minds filled with dreads,
*That something was growing in or wrong with their heads.
*And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
*Vainly looked for reassurance on our Smart Phone App.
*When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
*We sprang from the bed and started to scatter.
*Away to the window I flew like a flash,
*Into mamma I ran creating a great smash.
*The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
*Gave the lustre of surrealism to objects below.
*When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
*But damned derealization which produced a great fear.
*With a little dizziness, so lively and quick,
*I knew in a moment I was going to be sick.
*More rapid than eagles these symptoms they came,
*I knew that to be healthy was my great aim.
*"Now Headaches! now, Chest Pains! now, Anxiety and Panic!
*I went from Depression and now I am Manic!
*As I looked to the top of the porch! to the top of the wall,
*My Dizziness persisted and I thought I would fall.
*As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
*I thought I had had it and that I would die.
*Yet up to the house-top the Reindeer they flew,
*With the sleigh full of medicine, and St Nicholas too.
*And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
*The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
*As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
*Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
*He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
*And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
*A bundle of medicine he had flung on his back,
*And he looked like a pharmacist, just opening his pack.
*His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
*His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
*His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
*And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
*The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
*And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
*He had a broad face and a little round belly,
*That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
*He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
*And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
*But a wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
*Soon gave my OCD and Anxiety even more to dread.
*He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
*And filled my prescriptions, I felt like a jerk.
*And laying his finger aside of his nose,
*And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
*He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
*And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
*But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
*"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Done in fun, I hope everyone enjoys, I've been there and still am, we're in this together.
I used this site to help with the rhyming words. Probably buy the app someday soon. Fun to play with words.
http://www.rhymezone.com/r/rhyme.cgi?Word=panic&typeofrhyme=perfect&org1=syl&org2=l&org3=y
*Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
*Anxiety and OCD prone people tensions won't dowse,
*The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
*In hopes that Tranquilizers and Anti-depressants soon would be there.
*These people were worried, minds filled with dreads,
*That something was growing in or wrong with their heads.
*And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
*Vainly looked for reassurance on our Smart Phone App.
*When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
*We sprang from the bed and started to scatter.
*Away to the window I flew like a flash,
*Into mamma I ran creating a great smash.
*The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
*Gave the lustre of surrealism to objects below.
*When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
*But damned derealization which produced a great fear.
*With a little dizziness, so lively and quick,
*I knew in a moment I was going to be sick.
*More rapid than eagles these symptoms they came,
*I knew that to be healthy was my great aim.
*"Now Headaches! now, Chest Pains! now, Anxiety and Panic!
*I went from Depression and now I am Manic!
*As I looked to the top of the porch! to the top of the wall,
*My Dizziness persisted and I thought I would fall.
*As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
*I thought I had had it and that I would die.
*Yet up to the house-top the Reindeer they flew,
*With the sleigh full of medicine, and St Nicholas too.
*And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
*The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
*As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
*Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
*He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
*And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
*A bundle of medicine he had flung on his back,
*And he looked like a pharmacist, just opening his pack.
*His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
*His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
*His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
*And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
*The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
*And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
*He had a broad face and a little round belly,
*That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
*He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
*And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
*But a wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
*Soon gave my OCD and Anxiety even more to dread.
*He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
*And filled my prescriptions, I felt like a jerk.
*And laying his finger aside of his nose,
*And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
*He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
*And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
*But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
*"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"