Okay Swayz I usually don't put my AP English Skills to the test, but here's one not Christmas but just a wrestling poem.

The Champion

First day of the year,
All the wrestlers are filled with fear,
Verterans are running the show,
The youngest ones are just barely in the known,

The first whistle blows,
Then the coach goes...
"Circle up lets have a chat",
So all the wrestlers young and old alike gather around the mat,

As he says "We are team!",
He started thinking about his dream,
I want to be a State Champ,
It all started way back during the summer at that camp,

I've made up my mind,
I will not be the arrogant kind,
I will put my mind to it,
I really think I can do it,

I will have to work on my style,
I cannot be lazy kid that works once in a while,
I don't want to have any regrets,
I want to be the unknown kid that earns the upset,

I don't care about special awards,
I just want to earn that special accord,
There is only one for place for me to be,
That is atop the podium for all to see.