'Twas the night before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, near Erlenberg's house
Not a vehicle was stirring, not even a Maus;
The artillery was camping by the green flag with care,
In hopes that the light tanks would not spot them there;
The TDs were nestled all snug in their bushes,
With visions of red team lemming train pushes;
And Matilida in her cammo, and Bert near the cap,
Hoping to hit at least one red team chap,
When a ways out from spawn there arose such a battle,
Because the red team was wandering like slow moving cattle
Away to the flank I flew like a flash,
Tore open the Nashorn using high silver Hesh
The moon on the breast of the slow falling snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to the light tanks below,
So what do I see as I crest the hills apex ,
But a miniature French light tank, ELC AMX,
With a unicum driver, so lively and slick,
I knew in a moment I must aim real quick.
More rapid than Cheetahs he did try to flank,
While his shots whistled right by me, I blasted his tank;
Now, FREEDOM! now, HETZER! now, RIPPER and HELLCAT!
On, COMET! on CROMWELL! on, BORSIG and BAT-CHAT!
Shoot the top of the hatch sticking over the wall!
Now blast away, blast away, ammo rack them all!
And then in my light tank while scouting Halluf
I was ducking and weaving because I was not bulletproof
I was lighting the reds for my team across the map
Hoping they would kill them before a green teamer capped
My tank was decked out in a cool desert cammo
And fully loaded with premium ammo
I juked and I dodged and I circled around back
Hoping to get a shot at the red’s ammo rack
The red teamer grew frustrated as I circled his tank
He fired shots at the ground at the sky and sand bank
As I took the last of his health, my eyes they did gleam
That last shell was courtesy of the green team
I jumped in my Patton on Mountain Pass
To impress RhymeswithN00bs, that pretty young lass
Unfortunately that was something that I did not do
I got one shotted by Violet Viper’s artillery crew
So I watched Youtube videos to improve myself
They were by a tanker named Jingles, a jolly old elf
He explained the do’s and the don’ts of the tanks I might use
After watching these videos, now I can’t lose
So I jumped in my tank and let out a yip
Cruising to the front lines for a tank I could clip
My teammates heard me exclaim as I drove out of sight
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-FIGHT!"