Twas The Night of Christmas

Twas the night of Christmas in the UWL,
everyone so busy, you could hardly tell,
The title reign of Billy, feels just right
but at the snap of a finger, could end any night

For now Nick Danger's been beaten it's true
Hopefully ol' Saint Nick is in my rearview
And Anthony, oh Anthony! Where did your title go?
It's round the waist of the artist Leonardo.

All the stars will converge for it's one thing they need
To win a title shot in the Universal Stampede
The weather's not better, there's nowhere to hide
Could it be the big man, Jackson Burnside?

Or how about a tag team for which there's no solution?
It could be either member of the team Absolution.
It can't be just anyone, no not any slob.
Maybe it will be Mr. Daniels, but you can call him Robb

For now I'll sit back, take in all the sights
As I watch all these women and men fight
I hope you've enjoyed this, my little rhyme
I'll be the world champ, the only variable is time...