A Go Jetters Kind of Christmas
Twas' the night before Christmas, and on-board Jet Pad,
One certain Go Jetter was excited just a tad.
So, while his mentor, friends and fellow Go Jetters were asleep,
My favorite one, out of his bed he did creep.
The white walls that were once bare,
Now had snow and sparkly decorations there.
Then there was the prettiest sight of all,
A tree, from its branches hung many a bauble.
When, suddenly, in a cloud of sparkles, a figure appeared.
Out of thin air, without his reindeer.
Wearing a suit so red, you’d have sworn it was Lars,
He took from his sack as he gazed up at the stars;
Presents for Ubercorn, Lars, Foz, Kyan and Xuli.
There was even a present just for me.
But who was watching Santa Claus?
The best Go Jetter there ever was.
The awesome, the hilarious, G-O Giant genius:
Foz!
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