'Twas the night before Beta, when all thro' the house,
All the noggins were stirring, luckily there was no mouse;
Each xml was created by the writers with care,
In hopes that QA would find nothing wrong there
The designers wished they were snug in their beds,
But visions of animations danced in their heads,
Programmers were programming ever so quick
Another e-learning course custom-built, brick by brick
With music in headphones and iced coffee on tap
We were all looking forward to a long winter's nap-
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
We sprang from our desks to see what was the matter.
Away to the windows we flew in a flash,
Tore open the blinds, and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below;
When, what to our wondering eyes should appear,
But dinner delivery and ok, maybe a few beers
The Project Manager drafted an email to send
The team fixed the last bugs, we were nearing the end!
But then in a twinkling, we heard on the roof
And the office dogs let out a few little woofs
As we drew in our heads, and were turning around,
Down the hallway St. Nicholas came with a bound:
He was dress'd all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnish'd with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys was flung on his back,
And he look'd 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 drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face, and a little round belly
That shook when he laugh'd, like a bowl full of jelly:
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And we laugh'd when we saw him in spite of ourself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave us to know we had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Magically finished our project; then turn'd with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his noggin
And giving a nod, up the chimney to his toboggan.
He sprung to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew, like the down of a thistle:
But we heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight-
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!