Twas the night before the reaping.....

My Muse struck.... and If any of the staff mentioned here dont want their name in the poem, please PM me and Ill remove it.

Twas the night before the reaping
And all through the site
Every creature was thinking,
About what might
Aya was scheming in her head
At how to kill the tributes ahead.
Matt and Tory, thoughts in their minds
Decided how this was to organize
Lulu was smiling, her creations success
Thundy, Photo, and Luna all modding to no end
Wolf tears was watching over them all
Saph was advertising on another site that was small
Cinder was pounding at the keys,
Tutoring with Phunke and Ree
Everyone anxious, watching the boards
When would they post them? Demanded the loads
People were setting in their lurking modes
Their chairs served as sleeping holds
Waking up anxiously, ready to hear
The news that one of their reaped one was dear.
Their very first character?
Or the one they favored?
What would happen in this turn?
So finally the users
Decided to go to bed.
And wake up in the morning
To find what was said
So, a happy hunger games to all
And to all a good night.