In Hungarian traditions, the Santa Clause, a.k.a. Saint Nicolas, a.k.a. Sánta Miklós brings small present at 6th o' December, while on Christmas, the (literally "little", but usually translated as) Baby Jesus brings the presents. How? Why? Those are questions I can nor will not answer.
Lil' Jesus is coming to the town.
And he have brought some gifts for us!
But there was a wee bit
O' misunderstanding,
Because he bought the "Gift" in Germany.
Lil' Jesus is coming to the jail.
The've heard him out and sent away.
This set him up indeed.
He wasn't having it.
So he fled and ran across the sea.
Lil' Jesus is coming to the farm.
He's hungry and haven't eaten lang
Syne he want some wheat
And wash it down with mead
Lil' Jesus is about to get pissed.
Lil' Jesus is still at the farm.
The world's spinning and it can't be stopped.
He wants some bacon now,
But he can't, that's not allowed.
So he goes in a dark room and lies down.
Lil' Jesus is settled in the farm.
He's a proud, cow-tipping Texan.
He won't buy gifts no more.
He ain't that kind of folk.
He's two shotguns and on his belt a Colt.
Lil' Jesus has grown up a bit.
He doesn't care of giving away gifts.
For he's a farmer now,
increasing his headcount,
and about to become a rap star.
Lil' Jesus is now his rapper name.
His famous for what he does on stage.
People payed to see him,
he was really liking it.
And that's why your parents buy the gifts.
I know, I know, I promised I'll write sooner, but stuff happened.
Talking about ongoing projects and new track announcement.
Visszatértem! Dschorsaanjo's back! o moku e moku Kamala
mi nasa, la sina nasa, la mi mute li musi e kalama...
Recently most of my work was either on vi.log or stuff connected to vi.log. But why would I work on something that literally no one reads?
Also I just updated to nano 4.2 and it's great :D
(Originally without date, guessed estimate is now shown.)
Today I wrote a poem.
You might not like it as a poem,
But at least poem rhymes with poem,
And it works well for a poem...