Let's see the Iranian's jam this sucker...
Or
"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to Tehran, the course they did fly,
With a drone full of Toys, and an eye in the sky.
Or
Santa, you really are an RAF Navigator, Because I can clearly see the star over Jesus's manger off to the left just above that building, and not in the direction you are about to launch us.
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