God rest ye weary journalists

Just in time for the holidays, here’s a catchy little carol for journalistic types. Sure, it’s cheesy, but that’s how I like many of my snacks this time of year.

And, hey — since my winter break productivity always comes wrapped in time-wasters, here’s a little ditty I just wrote:

Rudolph the Wayward Intern

Rudolph, the wayward intern
had a thing for purple prose
And if you ever read it,
you could really call it gross

All of the other journos
used to laugh and call him lame.
They never let poor Rudolph
gaze upon his printed name.

Then one foggy Christmas Eve
An editor came to say:
“Rudolph, with your prose so light,
write a feel-good tale tonight.”

Then all the readers loved him
as they shouted out with glee,
Rudolph the wayward intern,
you’ll go down in history!

Rudolph the intern face! Photo by andym8y