You know, this almost made sense...
On the twelfth day of Christmas,
stormgren sent to me...
Twelve electronics drumming
Eleven clanks piping
Ten aes a-leaping
Nine leenucks dancing
Eight telecommunications a-milking
Seven aprs a-wardriving
Six microbrews a-phreaking
Five aor sca-a-a-anners
Four web-enabled devices
Three data havens
Two old computers
...and a carnivore in a security through obscurity.