Twas the night before Finale, when all through the tribe
The excitement was building, time to imbibe.

The Yule tree was decked in the lobby, well done!
In hopes that sweet Parvati soon would bring fun.

The alliance was nestled all snug in their bed,

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their head.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a Maine physics teacher, the fake idols are here!
Charlie's eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his pose like a fairy!
Bob's cute little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

And I heard them exclaim, as they turned out the light,
"Corinne kisses to all, and to all a good-night!"
Merry Christmas Everyone!

















