The Sephiroth who stole Christmas
(Idea by Empty Claw, Written by Uncle Elmo)
On another world and far beyond time,
Stood this lonely little town called Nibelheim.
T'was the time near the yule, and joy filled the town,
But up on the mountain, was the only frown.
The grumpiest, saddest sight you ever did see,
Had really nice hair, but an IQ of three,
His name was Sephiroth, Who was Christmas' foe
But his next dastardly deed would really be low!
"I'll sneek down there, and stab Santa Claus,
I'll steal from the stockings that droop on the floor,
I'll steal all the food and that nice roast beast."
(No Turkey this Christmas-Foot and mouth disease)
But down by the town, One soul that was clean
Her name was Tifa, and she changed all the scene.
"Can we invite Sephiroth to our celebration?
He'll drink some egg nog, and play on our playstations?"
The town looked aghast at this foolish suggestion,
"SEPHIROTH?" they screamed, "What an impression!"
"He's a psycho, a thief, a great big SOLIDER!"
"he's way to grumpy" The villagers told her.
Tifa was convined that the right thing to do,
Was invite dear Sepphy to the party, Hojo could come to.
She wrote up an invite, that Sephhy ignored,
Where he satyed up Mount Nibel, where he lay-Just bored.
Christmas eve came faster then Sephhy imagined
Nibelheim was alive with the annual Christmas pageant
He looked on the roof, of one of the houses.
And there stood a fat man, in red clothes and black trousers
Old Saint Nick turned to pick up his sack,
Then he fell to the ground- Masuname in his back.
Sephiroth dressed in the blood splattered clothes.
"Oh bugger, the sword has caused two big holes"
He want down the chinmey to commit this crime.
(To get through the Strife's Central heating? Well that took some time)
ON the way back up, Sephhy sack, it ignitied.
And he dropped it to the floor, seemingly excited.
Flames ravaged the town, and singed all the people
From the bottom of the well to the top of the Church steeple.
All the presents, roast beast, egg nog, it was gone.
Tifa sat , and she wept, she cried all day long.
"How could he do this!" The Young girl cried.
"Take me to Sephiroth" Zack said "You'll be my guide"
So they climbed, and they climbed up the hights of Mt Nibel
(If Seuss is reading this, he would sue me for libel)
Sephiroth was defiant as we watched the inferno.
He relaxed with a mince pie and a large glass of Pernot
Zack and Tifa met Sephhy, And they fought, and fought.
For the spirit of Christmas, that was now burned to naught.
The Aftermath, I'm sure that you all know.
A Young man named "Cloud", well he stole the show.
As for Sepphy Did Christmas ever enter his soul?
That part of the story, it never was told.
But It's true Sephiroth said, from one year to another.
"Wait here, I'm going to visit my mother."
Did they share some Egg nog, or even roast beast?
Well they enjoyed their Reunion, that's a start at least.
On another world and far beyond time,
Stood this lonely little town called Nibelheim.
A bare shell of a town, that's now burned to cinders.
And it's all because The Sephiroth stole Christmas…
(Idea by Empty Claw, Written by Uncle Elmo)
On another world and far beyond time,
Stood this lonely little town called Nibelheim.
T'was the time near the yule, and joy filled the town,
But up on the mountain, was the only frown.
The grumpiest, saddest sight you ever did see,
Had really nice hair, but an IQ of three,
His name was Sephiroth, Who was Christmas' foe
But his next dastardly deed would really be low!
"I'll sneek down there, and stab Santa Claus,
I'll steal from the stockings that droop on the floor,
I'll steal all the food and that nice roast beast."
(No Turkey this Christmas-Foot and mouth disease)
But down by the town, One soul that was clean
Her name was Tifa, and she changed all the scene.
"Can we invite Sephiroth to our celebration?
He'll drink some egg nog, and play on our playstations?"
The town looked aghast at this foolish suggestion,
"SEPHIROTH?" they screamed, "What an impression!"
"He's a psycho, a thief, a great big SOLIDER!"
"he's way to grumpy" The villagers told her.
Tifa was convined that the right thing to do,
Was invite dear Sepphy to the party, Hojo could come to.
She wrote up an invite, that Sephhy ignored,
Where he satyed up Mount Nibel, where he lay-Just bored.
Christmas eve came faster then Sephhy imagined
Nibelheim was alive with the annual Christmas pageant
He looked on the roof, of one of the houses.
And there stood a fat man, in red clothes and black trousers
Old Saint Nick turned to pick up his sack,
Then he fell to the ground- Masuname in his back.
Sephiroth dressed in the blood splattered clothes.
"Oh bugger, the sword has caused two big holes"
He want down the chinmey to commit this crime.
(To get through the Strife's Central heating? Well that took some time)
ON the way back up, Sephhy sack, it ignitied.
And he dropped it to the floor, seemingly excited.
Flames ravaged the town, and singed all the people
From the bottom of the well to the top of the Church steeple.
All the presents, roast beast, egg nog, it was gone.
Tifa sat , and she wept, she cried all day long.
"How could he do this!" The Young girl cried.
"Take me to Sephiroth" Zack said "You'll be my guide"
So they climbed, and they climbed up the hights of Mt Nibel
(If Seuss is reading this, he would sue me for libel)
Sephiroth was defiant as we watched the inferno.
He relaxed with a mince pie and a large glass of Pernot
Zack and Tifa met Sephhy, And they fought, and fought.
For the spirit of Christmas, that was now burned to naught.
The Aftermath, I'm sure that you all know.
A Young man named "Cloud", well he stole the show.
As for Sepphy Did Christmas ever enter his soul?
That part of the story, it never was told.
But It's true Sephiroth said, from one year to another.
"Wait here, I'm going to visit my mother."
Did they share some Egg nog, or even roast beast?
Well they enjoyed their Reunion, that's a start at least.
On another world and far beyond time,
Stood this lonely little town called Nibelheim.
A bare shell of a town, that's now burned to cinders.
And it's all because The Sephiroth stole Christmas…
