'Twas the night before Christmas

Gundam wing style

(he) Disclaimer: No I don't own the original poem or Gundam wing

'Twas the night before Christmas

when all through base

not a Ms was stirring

Not even a Mace

All of the systems locked down with care

In not hope that a Gundam would be there

Than what to my wondering eyes should appear?

A huge Shenlong and eight tiny Mers! (that's Mercury's for short)

A little Asian Pilot so lively and quick

I Knew in a moment I must be a trick!

And more rapid than eagles his Mers all came

As he shouted " Oh Oz! I got you again!"

And so up to the base top the mers soon flew

All with explosives and shenlong too!

Down the AC shaft Wufie came with a leap and a bound

dressed all in White and little slippers profound!

He spoke not a word but went straight to his work

and filled all the Systems Then turned with a jerk!

And laying his fingers aside of his nose

Then giving a nod, Up the Ac shaft he rose

But I heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight

"Suffering death to all you! And to others a good night!"