Wikipedia:The Night Before Wikimas

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The following was created in 2017 (and later altered to reflect December 26th) in accordance with the spirit of Wikimas:

T'was The Night Before Wikimas

Saint Jimbo arrives to help a pair of sleepy editors.

'Twas the night before Wikimas, when all through the

Teahouse

Not an
editor was stirring, not even a mouse
.

The

with care
,
In hopes that
St. Jimbo[who?] soon would be there.

Most editors were nestled all snug by their beds,
While visions of

new articles
danced in their heads.
When out from a keyboard there arose such a clatter
I sprang to my screen to see what was the matter.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a question on
use them well
here.

More rapid than eagles these questioners came,
And the

Teahouse welcomed each one by name.

Actrial
IPs

"Now,

Images
!
Now,
Patrolled
!
On,
IPs
!
On,
Young and on, Old
!
To the
short
or tall,
Now,
type away, type away, type away all!"[This quote needs a citation]

As dry words that before an old dictionary fly,
when they meet with a

synonym, mount to the sky,[citation needed
]
So, onto these articles the edits they flew,
With a sleigh full of
citations
, too.

And then in a twinkling, I saw on the page
Our wiki-creator: a man of
great age.
As I checked it on Commons and was turning around,
Down my router St. Jimbo came in with a bound.

Over

6 million articles he had flung on his back,[quantify
]
And he looked like most users with the editing knack.[
according to whom?]
His eyes – how they twinkled! slightly square – but how merry!
Too much editing, folks, had turned his nose red like a cherry![medical citation needed
]
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.[
citation needed]

St. Jimbo: "Happy Editing to all, and to all users a good night!"
Facial composite of man wanted for questioning in connection with digital break-ins on Christmas Eve.

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had

nothing to dread
.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his
editing
,
And filled
crediting

And confirming
notability
with a tap on his nose,
And pressing 'Publish changes', back up my modem[jargon] he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his

whistle
,
And away they all flew, leaving me to my
epistle.[anachronism
]
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Editing to all, and to all users a good night!"[
This quote needs a citation]

By

Teahouse host, Nick Moyes

(with
, 1823.)