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12-21-2008, 02:51 PM
When making my rounds on the summit some years ago, I found the following written on a scrap of paper, lying in the tower. From the sound of it, an observer wrote it, but perhaps never showed it to anyone. I enjoyed reading it, so I though I would share it with you this Christmas.

MWO T'was the Night Before Christmas

T'was the night before Christmas and all through the Obs
not a creature was stirring, not even a fox
The stockings were hung by the TV with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there

The observers were nestled all snug in their beds (most of them anyway)
While visions of 232+ mph danced in their heads
The fox in its den, and Nin in my lap
Had just settled down for a quick nap

When out on the deck, there arose such a clatter,
I ran up the tower to see what was the matter.
Out the door I flew like a flash
Slipped on the ice, and fell on my a**

The fog and clouds obscured any snow
Visibility was near zero, so I couldn't see below
I could hear sleigh bells near
But could see nothing, though I suspected a sleigh and reindeer

The driver was hidden, the fog was so thick
But my forecasting experience told me it must be St. Nick!
Louder and louder the bells became
But the wind drowned out any reindeer name!

I heard something about a "foxy vixen"
And maybe something about the reindeer Blitzen!
There was laughter at my fall
but whose it was, I don't recall

The fog parted, and there was a glimpse of the sky
I saw Santa and his reindeer fly by
Towards the tower they flew
An despite the conditions, they made it there too!

The parapet is no place for reindeer on hoof
No room to maneuver, as tight as a phone booth.
As I reentered the tower, I heard a sound
And down the stairs St. Nicholas came with a bound

He was dressed in LL Bean from his head to his foot
And his clothes were all covered in rime and soot.
A bundle of gifts he had flung on his back
And he looked just like a hiker, opening his pack.

Couldn't see his eyes (goggles), but his dimples were probably merry!
His cheeks were all covered, and the cold made him hurry!
He had his face mask on, because the temperature was so low,
and his beard, if I could have seen it, was probably white as snow.

No more smoking 'cause it's bad for your health,
as he was told by his head elf.
He's lost weight too, so not much belly,
though what's left still shakes when he laughs, like a bowl full of jelly.

As he restocked the pantry, filling each shelf
I thought to myself, what a right jolly old elf!
No more of that frozen spread,
he brought fresh meats, veggies, cheeses, and desserts instead!

He left the pantry, and continued his work,
filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
Giving a nod, up the tower he rose!

He braced against the weather, and to his team gave a whistle,
And they were blown away like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,
Keep warm, Merry Christmas to all, and watch out for frost bite!


12-21-2008, 02:56 PM
That is most excellent. Thank you for sharing.

KD Talbot
12-21-2008, 03:43 PM
I believe that was composed by Ryan the Elf. ;) Point is, I BELIEVE!


12-21-2008, 05:57 PM
Actually KD, I found this before Ryan arrived on the summit. Glad to hear that you believe though!


12-22-2008, 12:31 AM
Although it sounds close to mine, if you got to last years comments you will see it is different. I am not sure if this was actually written by an observer or "Santa" himself but it is decent. If it was written by an observer your guess is as good as mine.