T’was the
night before Christmas, When all through the place,
Not a Captain
was stirring, Now that’s odd for Cloudbase.
The off duty
Angels were snug in their beds,
While dreams
of the staff party danced in their heads.
The Colonel was
taking a well deserved rest,
A moment of
quiet, from the Mysteron pest.
When out on
the flightdeck there arose such a clatter,
He jumped from
his bunk yelling, “What is the matter?”
The skin of
the flightdeck of the carrier below,
Was shimmering
and shining. It was covered in SNOW!
When what to
his wondering eyes should appear,
But an awesome
red sleigh, pulled by eight massive reindeer.
With a little ole driver so lively and quick, he knew in
an instant,
“Oh God, it’s
Saint Nick!”
Faster
than interceptors, these coursers all flew,
But then with
their deadline, oh hey, SO WOULD YOU!
He whistled
and shouted to keep them on course,
To skim o’er
the flightdeck, to the hanger, full force.
Their sweet
four-point landing was something to see,
The mechanics
caught sight of them and had to agree.
Nick shot to
the Amber room with bags by the score
For Captains
and Angels and all staff galore.
He left them
with presents of Strength and Good
Cheer,
Of Courage
and Stamina and Patience
to hear.
The worse possible
things that the Mysterons would do,
And have those be the guys, be the ones go boo hoo.
He left one
last present, all packaged so neatly,
With a note
that explained, “Very special, handle sweetly.
It’s
concentrated in form, but of have a care,
For it carries
Hope
and will counter despair.”
Then finally
when the presents were all there to see,
Nick sighed
and he grinned, and winked at Destiny.
Then back to
the hanger he sped and he chuckled,
Jumped into the sleigh and the reindeer all
hustled.
Up onto the
flightdeck at once they appeared,
So those now
awake all happily cheered.
And they heard
him exclaim as he drove out of sight
“Merry
Christmas to Spectrum! Hey Scarlet! ALL RIGHT!”
My sincere apologies to Clemet Moore for destroying his
masterpiece.
Valuth k'Sheyna
Read the
original Clemet Moore’s poem
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