Twas the night before ChristmasAnd all through the skyNot a Handyman was stirringNot even the Vox PopuliThe zeppelins were stored in the city with careIn hopes that the Songbird would soon be there.

Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the sky
Not a Handyman was stirring
Not even the Vox Populi
The zeppelins were stored in the city with care
In hopes that the Songbird would soon be there.