It's a bit early but as we poets are throwing out our rhymes with reason, I'll re-post the "Night before Christmas" poem I threw out on Dec.24, 2004.
Enjoy................ ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Christmas Eve at the Airport On the eve before Christmas all KR's in the land Are snug in their hangars with birds called "spam-cans". The spam-cans all chuckle as they set in their stall To see a winged creature with proportions so small But the KR's don't mind for they've heard it before And they've outlived the rumors, the legends, and lore It's been said they fly tricky like walking on ice But the pilots that fly them say they're really quite nice. They're as swift as a swallow as it chases a bug Climbing and diving while the spam-can's a slug When it flies by low level you'd better not blink For it's there, then it's gone, in one half of a wink They may be small but their size is just right For stuffing your stocking if you're good till tonight Then you add some epoxy, get the wings set up right And in no time at all, you're ready for flight So don't fret or worry if you wake up in fear And think you hear Santa , his sleigh, and reindeer The buzzing, the swoosh, and the YEEEE HAAAAAA's you hear Are KR pilots saying "it's been a GREAT YEAR !!!!!!!!!" Wishing a happy holiday season to all .. Larry Flesner
