Aces High Bulletin Board
General Forums => The O' Club => Topic started by: Silat on December 22, 2003, 10:03:12 PM
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Credited to: Jetjock<169th Black Sheep> MacAW
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Twas the night before Christmas, when in the Air Warrior sky
There were a few of us pilots, flying up high,
My ammo was hung in the wings with care,
Hoping an enemy plane will bring them to bare.
The ground crews were all at the Pub,
Talking about all kinds of hubb bubb.
Me in my fight suit, and leather cap,
There was no time to take a nap.
When all of a sudden, the radar lit up,
I looked east then west, north and south, no visual was made, was I out
of luck.
The dot was red, no green, oh hell now its blue,
For I dont know what country this chap flew.
In the direction of the dot is the way that I headed,
Hoping it wasn’t a Spit, the plane that I dreaded.
At 1500 yards what to my wondering eyes should appear,
I’ll be damned, its a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.
At 800 yards, a lead turn I start,
I feel something pounding, it must be my heart.
As I finished my turn, lining up on his six,
My engine quit, oh what a fix.
I was out of fuel,
There would be no duel.
And with just the wind sound in my cockpit, oh what a shame,
I heard that fat man whistle and call them by name,
“Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer! and Vixen!
On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
Lets get out of here, this pilot is LAME!!”
And in a flash he was out of sight,
Just as I saw the first mornings light.
I headed too the “O” club after this flight
To knock back a few and forget about this night!!!!!!!!!!
To all my fellow Air Warrior pilots Az, Bz, and Cz
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!!!!!!
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..... That was the funniest thing I have see all day :rofl :lol