'Twas the night before Christmas, and at the North PoleOld Santa was pacing a path through the snowOn his rosy cheeks he now wore a frown;His new fancy sleigh had just broken down.It had heating and air, GPS, leather seats,and a 200 Reindeer-Power Five Speed.All the bells and the whistles Father Christmas could use,But tonight it just sputtered and coughed and refused.He'd checked all his fluids, and all was in order,He'd just had it serviced by elves at the border!But now he just sat, bewildered, and scoffed"It's no use," he thought, "this Christmas is off!" Read more >