‘Twas the flight before Christmas

Twas the flight before Christmas, and in the night sky,
The stars twinkled brightly on Bill, Fred and I

The engines had revved and the gear soon came up,
and we all looked forward for our crew meal to sup

And as we climbed higher, a knock at the door “Some coffee guys?” came, through the darkness and more

A whiff of her perfume made all of us blink,
She sure is a looker.  Single, you think?

As we pondered that thought, through our headsets we heard
“NORAD is calling, to all of you birds”

Up there in the night sky, you’ll soon have a guest
So be alert fellows, he’s leaving his nest

A slow climber at first, cause he’s got quite a load. Took off at max gross again, wouldn’t you know?

Though not all believe in him, he doesn’t care
They’re plenty that know he is up in the air

Bringing presents to children all over the earth
Who cherish this night of our Dear Savior’s birth

So hang in there Santa, on this cold winter’s night.
Merry Christmas to all, and have a safe flight!