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Twas the night before Watchmas,
And all through the bunker
Nothing was stirring
Except for one junker

Jamison faw,kes stirred and sprawled
As he lay awake with his thoughts in a brawl
No poses, no new taunt
No shiny skins and highlights to flaunt.
This is boomin' mad He rose out of bed a defiant insomnic.
As he blamed every last omnic.
I-It's those bots he shouted they're in with the suits
As he leapt out of bed to check the other's loots.
A Merry Christmas indeed pleh. he scorned,
As he gazed at all the heroes adorned.
Even Roadhog that eve found something festive akin,
When he found inside the lootbox an Xmas skin.
As Junkrat sat there, deep in holiday woes
A fleeting delusion in his mind arose!
I've got to beat them at their own game, they'll be downright sorry and feel nothing but shame! He cackled and hopped on his peg leg cane.
I'll become saint nick, deliver them all gifts in a fancy box, and they'll know it's from Jamison Faw,kes!
So he concussion mine propelled himself out of the base
Finding every merry and jolly prop to suit his case.
He dressed as Saint Nick, though a tad short and slim,
As he dragged a bunch of stolen goods behind him
They'll all see why I am the best! He panted and wheezed
As the winter night chilled with each exhausting breeze.
The door slammed and creeked
As the heroes arose with a peak.
By golly it's saint nick! they greeted with an applaud
As a disguised Jamison gasped for air with the sack of loot he hauled.
Blimey, this was heavy, but I got here in a tick
He turned to his potato sack and gave it a kick.
Toys, lootboxes and baubles rained down, as each hero's eyes brightened with delight.
Gather around you silly knits, it is time to open your gifts! The dirty Santa screeched with oddly accented blight.
As each hero began opening their gift, a devilish omen did loom.
As Saint nick counted five, four, three, two, one, KABOOM!
As the lootboxes ignited and detonated.
The other heroes blew themselves to bits, utterly annihilated.
And as Junkrat flew out of the base, .
He sang to the heavens while in flight
And a bloody Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!