"‘Twas the night before PlayStation, when all through the house
Not a Kulche was stirring, not even a mouse;
The entertainment centers made space by the TV’s with care,
In hopes that Kaz Hirai soon would be there;
The gamers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Sully’s danced in their heads;
And Sackgirl in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just started LittleBIGPlanet 2 with controllers in lap,
When out on the street there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and gathered my cash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of mid-day to the new hardware below,..."
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