Twas Our Night(A Poem for the Loco Ladies of Company B)

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'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the lab
Not a wound to examine, not even one stab;
The lab coats were hung in the lockers with care,
Not one silly guard knew we were there;

The ladies were hidden so well from the feds,
While visions of Boothy Boo danced in their heads;
The chicas in their helmets, and me with my drink,
Had just settled down, to wish and to think

When then from outside there arose such a clatter,
We sprang from the dark to see what was the matter.
Away from the platform we flew like a light,
Ran through the doorway and found such a sight.

The flash of the sirens in the pitch-black dark
Gave the worry of jail-time to our little lark,
But, what did our widening eyes then see,
Yes, a modern day sleigh, a black, shiny S-U-V,

With a lovely male driver, so sexy and hot,
We knew in a moment, a dream this was not.
More rapid than drumrolls our heartbeats they came,
As we whistled, and shouted, and called him by name;

"Oh, Boothy boo! Boothy boo! Surely you can see…
You're our favorite eye candy, sweet Seeley B!
One kiss on the mouth, even a peck on the cheek
Oh, pretty please! Pretty please! That's all we seek!

As sweet cakes that before the mad dieters fly,
Know we met not an obstacle, 'cause this was our guy,
So up to the car door the ladies they flew,
With their minds full of joy, and Boothy Boo too.

And then in the frenzy, I heard the refrains
Of sighing and squeeing with no sign of restraint.
As I held in my breath, and was feeling quite faint
From the car came the reason, the proof, I'm no saint.

He was dressed in a suit, from his head to his foot
And his socks were so flashy, with stripes, to boot;
With a shake of his head, he ran a hand through his hair,
Oh, he looked so, so yummy, just standing right there.

His eyes -- how they sparkled! His shoulders how broad!
His face was so dreamy, that chest…oh my gawd!
His soft sexy lips were drawn up like a bow,
And the smile on his mouth was so charming you know.

The lust of the girls was barely held in check
And the mob it encircled that man in one quick sec.
He had that big gun, not to mention those 'cuffs
Even so close, it was not close enough.

He was handsome and strong, our dear alpha male
Right then I almost jumped him, and ended this tale.
I looked in his eyes and it was almost too late.
I still don't know how he avoided that fate.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And smooched all the chicas, and not once did he smirk.
Yes he pressed those kisses across waiting lips,
'Fore giving a smile, then refusing to strip;

He sprang to his truck, to his girls gave a wink,
And a-down we all fell, with loud thuds, I do think.
But we heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and sweet dreams this night!"

BUMP