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Twas the night before Christmas


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The Night Before Christmas

 

'Twas the night before Christmas, on the ramp by the lobby,

Not a copter was stirring, not even a Robbie.

The aircraft were fastened to tie downs with care,

In hopes that come morning, they all would be there.

 

The fuel trucks were nestled, all snug in their spots,

With gusts from two-forty at 39 knots.

I slumped at the fuel desk, now finally caught up,

And settled down comfortably, resting my butt.

 

 

Read rest of poem:

 

http://www.justhelicopters.com/HeliArticle...tion-Style.aspx

 

Merry Christmas!

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