T'was the night before Christmas,
Santa was freakin.
The sleigh broke a runner,
the reindeer were leakin.

He called in a panic,
I picked up first ring.
"I don't have a back-up!
My butt's in a sling!"

"Calm down," I replied
"get a hold of yourself.
You're not sounding much
like a jolly old elf."

"My Vision is fueled,
let me make a few calls.
Meanwhile, why don't you
Go deck a few halls."

Yo Tarpits! Yo Breaker!
R-Teacher and Jedi!
Saddle up for the night!
We're riding the red-eye!

DonTracey! K-Guardsman!
Excelboy! Varyder!
Load up on eggnog,
We've no time for cider!

On Nessie! On Blister!
Come on cjnoho!
We do this tonight
Or there'll be no more HOHO!

Word spread like wildfire,
The Visions all launched.
The sight quite familiar
(Most riders were paunched.)

We all headed north,
The night was a doozy.
Why, Miles even showed,
All decked out on his Guzzi.

Lloydz cams lead the charge
As we flew to the Pole
KevinX got held back
Helping out some poor soul.

We arrived at the workshop,
"Our Heros!" they'd call.
They loaded us up
And we fanned out for all.

Tonight the world sleeps
but'll awake to a sight.
Vision-Riders to all
And to all a good night!