Little early for this but it's a good one.
Santa's New Ride
Twas the night before Christmas all over the
place, When we were confronted by an old flying
ace. There was icing reported and turbulent air,
he said "file me a flight plan I gotta get
there". Outside sat his aircraft already to run,
and the old man walked out to that P-51. "Bad
weather's no problem" he silently mumbled, The
prop came to life.... that big dash9 Allison rumbled. He
eased in the throttle, the roar shook the ground,
he taxied on out and turned it around. He went
through the run-up and seemed satisfied, So he
said to himself, "I'm in for a ride". He lined
it up straight as he poured on the coal, the
tailwheel came up as he started to roll. Up off
the runway he sucked up the gear, and that mighty
V-12 was all you could hear. He screamed overhead
with a deafining crack, The blue flames were
flying from each shiny stack. He pulled up the
nose and started to climb, no ice on that
airframe....it didn't have time. On top of the
weather, all levers were set, he looked up above
and saw a Lear Jet. With jet fuel and turbines
that just ain't no class, gimmee pistons, props,
and lots of av-gas. Now he was approaching where he
wanted to go, but the weather had covered the
runway with snow. How will he land it? We'll
just have to guess, because the only way in was
full ILS. Then over the marker he
started his run, The ceiling was zero, visibility
none. Still going 300 he felt the need, for an
overhead break to diminish his speed. Over the
number he zoomed like a flash, pulled into his
break we knew he would crash. Oh why do they do
it on these kind of nights? Then over the
threshold we saw landing lights. "I'm on short
final with 3 in the green, and I see enough
runway to land this machine". Then he tied down
that Mustang and they all heard him say, "Next
year I'm sticking to my reindeer and sleigh".