Two weeks before Christmas,
And all through offices
Not a creature was stirring
Except for some promises.
A letter was sitting
On the co-publisher's desk
From a reader, a subscriber
Who was feeling most vexed.
"I'm appalled" said the letter.
"I live out in Devon.
And I won't get Detective
Comics #27".
I'm far from a shop
I'm far from a store
And the start of Gothtopia
I won't see[...]
