I wrote this somewhere in the 80's. I posted it somewhere in the 90's. I swear I saw it re-posted somewhere else later. In any case, I've been working on a Robotech-like game most of this year (and getting frustrated all to hell by it), so let's post this here since its seasonally appropriate.
By J. Harris
T'was the night before Christmas,
And all through the fortress,
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a "Miserable
Micronian."
The stockings were hung
By the veritechs with care,
In hopes the Zentraedi
Would not attack there.
Dana and Zor nestled
All snug in their bed,
While visions of protoculture
Danced in their heads.
And Lisa in her jumpsuit,
And Rick in his "thinking
cap,"
Had just finished arguing
Before a long winter's nap.
When out on the deck
There arose such a row,
Rick hit the alarm
And leapt running across the floor.
Away to the controls
He flew like a flash,
Started up the gun batteries
And got ready to blast.
The moon on the breast
Of a Flower of Life field,
Gave luster to Invid
Harvesting their yield.
When what to his wandering
Radar should appear,
But a giant battlecruiser
With eight fighters coming near.
With a mean old pilot
So nasty and decrepid,
Rick knew in a moment
It must be Khyron, the Fetid.
More rapid than Alphas
His fighters they came,
And he yelled and shouted
And called them by name:
"Now Regis, Now Sera!
Now Bron and Rico!
On Korg, On Breetai!
On Exedore and Karno!"
"To the top of the Daedalus,
Pass the barrier wall!
Now smash away, smash away,
Smash away all!"
And late holiday shoppers
Upon the streets of Macross,
Ran for the shelters
As Khyron flew 'cross.
So up the bridge top
The bad guys flew,
With a cruiser full of missiles
And the Backstabber too.
And then in a second
Rick beard on the 'com,
The blast and explosion
Of each huge bomb.
As Rick put on his flight suit
And was turning around,
In through the airlock
Khyron came with a bound.
He was dressed all in armor
From bottom to top,
And his protection was marred
With laser blasts and mud spots.
A bundle of missiles
He had flung on his back,
And he looked like a bomber
Just emptying it's rack.
The Bridge Gang acted
As soon as it heard,
A delay caused only by the Captain's
belated "Immediately" word.
Hunter ran to his 'tech
And pulled the transforming stick,
As Lisa and Minmei came to him
And yelled "Oh Rick!"
Zor Clones and cyclones,
Hovertanks and pods,
Fought in pitched battle
As the night wore on.
But then from the distance
There came a flying sled,
With old Kris Kringle
And his reindeer at the head.
The fighting all ceased
And the combatants stood aghast,
As inside the sleigh
Santa threw out his ballast.
Out fell the gifts;
There was plenty for all,
Even to Khyron
Did one fall.
A boyfriend for Annie,
A piano to Bowie,
A Rick doll to Minmei,
And Minmei dolls for the Zentraedi.
To Khyron came a bat
Which he used on Rick,
Rick got a blaster
And shot him to bits.
His mission completed,
Santa quickly left the crowd,
As they played with their presents
And said goodbye with riotous sound.
The sleigh driver exclaimed
As he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all,
And to all peace tonight!"
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