Twas the night before Christmas
And the Herc was the best,
Delivering old Santa,
To Hell with Southwest!
The engines were turning,
A delightful old beat.
The ****ter was broken
Which explains his cold feet.
With the ABS screaming
They arrived at the Pole
And there at the ramp
The partner of his Soul.
Mary just smiled
And gave him good cheer
"Merry Christmas to all,
and to all Captioneers!
