Twas the Night Before Alchemist Christmas, and all through the news,
Not a creature was stirring, not even Alicia Hughes.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that the Ice Queen soon would be there.
The Elric brothers were snug in their bed
While dreams of Automail danced in Winry's head
As Riza in her kerchief and I in my cap
Have just settled in for a long winter's nap
But up on the rooftop there arose a clatter
I got my Flame Alchemist gloves to see what was the matter
When I ran for the AC and turned up the crank
I saw on the rooftop a giant Briggs Tank
Out from the tank came the beautiful queen
Down through the chimney was where she was last seen
Her hair was so golden, her lips were so merry
Her coat was as red as a ripe strawberry
She had placed down the gifts that were there in the sack
And she looked like a Briggs Girl just opening her pack
She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work
She filled up the stockings, then turned with a jerk
Put the present under the tree with their bright red bows
and just as I left, up the chimney she rose
She climbed in the tank and flew out of sight
MERRY ALCHEMIST CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!