KaiYeves
19-December-2008, 01:05 AM
As previously posted on the "Removing Santa's Magic" thread, in this parody of my own creation, the ISS crew enjoy a visit from Santa Claus:
'Twas the night before Christmas, on the ISS
Not a creature was stirring, the crew was at rest
The experiments all had been closed up with care
In hopes that good results soon would be there
The spiders were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of one-g danced in their heads
And the crew in their bags, putting on their nightcaps
Had just settled down for an Earth-approved nap
When up from the Zvezda, there came such a clatter
They unzipped and hurried to see what was the matter
Away to the window, they floated in a flash
Barely avoiding a zero-g crash
Reflected Earthlight from the planet below
Gave the lustre of day to each steel truss and row
When, what should they find as the cause of this shock
But a bright red rocket, attempting to dock!
Now trying for stealth, not one dared talk
As they floated quietly to the air lock
Each of them unsure of what they would see
No visit was due, so what could it be?
Through Destiny, Unity, Harmony, Pirs
They crept slowly forwards, in spite of their fears
They'd sneak just a peek from behind a wall
And if it was danger, they'd dash away all.
And then in the Soyuz they'd homeward fly
As they had trained for mishaps in the sky
But this exactly was unknown to the crew
This anomaly was so totally new
And then, in a twinkling, they heard just a snatch
Of the opening of a spacecraft's crew hatch
As they turned to see the source of the sound
Through the air lock St. Nicholas came with a bound
He was dressed all in red, that was quite plain to see
And he moved as if used to their zero-g
A bundle of gifts he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was smiling, yet mute
And the beard of his chin, white as a space suit.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And they laughed when they saw him, in spite of themselves!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave them to know there was nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And gave them all gifts, then turned with a jerk.
And with a salute, to these three so brave
And back to his rocket, he went with a wave!
He undocked so smooth, they heard nary a whistle
Then his craft flew away, like the down of a thistle
But the transmission came, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Cosmic Christmas to all, to the world a good-night!"
'Twas the night before Christmas, on the ISS
Not a creature was stirring, the crew was at rest
The experiments all had been closed up with care
In hopes that good results soon would be there
The spiders were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of one-g danced in their heads
And the crew in their bags, putting on their nightcaps
Had just settled down for an Earth-approved nap
When up from the Zvezda, there came such a clatter
They unzipped and hurried to see what was the matter
Away to the window, they floated in a flash
Barely avoiding a zero-g crash
Reflected Earthlight from the planet below
Gave the lustre of day to each steel truss and row
When, what should they find as the cause of this shock
But a bright red rocket, attempting to dock!
Now trying for stealth, not one dared talk
As they floated quietly to the air lock
Each of them unsure of what they would see
No visit was due, so what could it be?
Through Destiny, Unity, Harmony, Pirs
They crept slowly forwards, in spite of their fears
They'd sneak just a peek from behind a wall
And if it was danger, they'd dash away all.
And then in the Soyuz they'd homeward fly
As they had trained for mishaps in the sky
But this exactly was unknown to the crew
This anomaly was so totally new
And then, in a twinkling, they heard just a snatch
Of the opening of a spacecraft's crew hatch
As they turned to see the source of the sound
Through the air lock St. Nicholas came with a bound
He was dressed all in red, that was quite plain to see
And he moved as if used to their zero-g
A bundle of gifts he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was smiling, yet mute
And the beard of his chin, white as a space suit.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And they laughed when they saw him, in spite of themselves!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave them to know there was nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And gave them all gifts, then turned with a jerk.
And with a salute, to these three so brave
And back to his rocket, he went with a wave!
He undocked so smooth, they heard nary a whistle
Then his craft flew away, like the down of a thistle
But the transmission came, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Cosmic Christmas to all, to the world a good-night!"