Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the site
Not a person was smoking, not even a bite.
The ashtrays were stacked in the cupboard with care
Soon to be forgotten by who put them there.
The ex'rs were smokeless and snug in their threads
While visions of good health danced in their heads
With Nan in her kerchief and Dale in his cap
Had just settled in for a long smokeless nap
When out on the blog page there arose such a clatter
They sprang from their lounge chairs to see what was the matter
Over to the keyboard Nan flew like a flash
Thinking "If I was still smoking I could have dropped an ash!
The trail right thru NML was covered in snow
And a grim feel of relapse was lurking below
When what to our wondering eyes should appear
But a camel in drag and eight Ex's in gear.
With the driver in good health so lively and quick
We knew in a moment it must be Guilia??
More rapid than eagles, her courses they came
And she whistled and shouted and call them by name
"Now Thomas! "Now Teddy
"Now Mike-n @ and now Smorg
"On, Frouglady, On Moody
On Tommy On Storm
To the top of the rocks
And above Relapse wall!
Now Ash Away~Ash Away
Ash Away all!!
As the newbies in NML walked wobbly by
The team sent good karma and said do not lie
Smoking is bad and will ruin your health
Keep your quit steady, and enjoy all the wealth!!!
The End!
PS
No Nan I have not been drinking!
