'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the void, not a creature was stirring, not even a droid;
The stockings were hung about the starship with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be here;
Chewbacca was nestled all snug in his bed, while visions of dead Stormtroopers danced in his head;
And Princess Leia in her kerchief and I in my cap had just settled down for a long winters nap;
When out on the hull there arose such a clatter, I sprang to the cockpit to see what was the matter;
Away to the viewscreen I flew faster and faster, tore open the shutters and pulled out my blaster;
What to my wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature speeder and eight tiny reindeer;
With a little old driver so lively and quick, I was afraid for a moment this was a Darth Vader trick;
Soon up to the starship so quickly they flew, with a speeder full of toys and St. Nicholas too;
I drew in my head and opened the latch as jolly St. Nicholas squeezed through the hatch;
He was dressed all in fur from his toes to his snout, and his clothes were all stained with meteor fallout;
He had a broad face and a big black shoe, and his body was so round he looked like R2-D2;
But the wink in his eye and the dimple on his chin soon gave me to know that the Force was with him;
He drank all our milk, but he ate just one cookie, then unpacked his gifts for 3PO and the Wookie;
He spoke not a word, but left piles of toys, then roared off in his speeder with a deafening noise;
but I heard him exclaim, 'ere he flew out of sight, "Happy Life-Day to all, and to all a good night!"
