(Firefighter) Night Before Christmas



'Twas the night before Christmas,

And all through the house,

All the firefighters were asleep,

Even the one called "The Louse",

The bunk room was filled,

With farts and snores,

With visions of no fires,

Nor calls to pry open doors,

And the Captain had just laid down,

His big fat head,

Hoping and praying

The night would be dead,

When he heard a noise,

Out in the bay,

If it were a… Continue