Monday night, one day before the season 6 premier, me and my dormmates were feeling some intense Lost depravity, and thus we wrote this. Oh dear. I just felt like sharing
Twas the night before LOST, when all through the hall
All the students were theorizing and having a ball.
Questions were lingering, heavy in the air
and they hoped that their answers would soon all be there.
The students were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of smoke-monsters danced in their heads.
And you in your PJ's, and me in mine too
Had just settled our brains from a season run-through
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
I looked out the window and saw a great flash,
Recovered my senses and fell with a splash.
The sun and the heat beat down with great force
The Island around me was clearly the source
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a group of survivors, drinking stale Dharma beer
Then one man arose, as if on the attack
I knew in a moment it had to be Jack.
He turned to the others who were doing the same
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Sawyer! now, Sayid! now, Sun amd Jin Kwon!
On, Hurley! On, Miles! Meet be back at the Swan!
Deep into the jungle! to the top of the hatch!!
Now dash away while this strange person I catch!"
And then, in a blink there came another great flash
and I saw the foot statue before I fell with a crash
As I drew up my head, and was turning around,
Out the toenail Ben Linus came with a bound.
He was wearing light khakis, and a button up shirt
And his eyeballs, all buggy, had me on the alert.
Looking into their depths all I saw was dead black
And he looked like a creeper, opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how scary!
His hair like mowed grass had me feeling quite wary!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And I felt that he could answer all I wanted to know.
I turned around quick and saw my man Hurley
He grinned at me big and his teeth were all pearly
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He sprang to his bus, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew to blow up a big missile
But I heard them exclaim, as they blew up the bomb
"See you all in LA! Where all might be calm....?"
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