'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through HQ,
For once in the year there was nothing to do.
So Mulder in his boxers, and Scully in red and green lace,
Had just settled down for a nice face-to-face.
Hear all the shippers scream "OOOOOOH!
Then from upstairs there arose such a yell,
They fell off his desk and screamed: "What the hell?"
Chris Carter said: "Sorry to break up your sin,
But someone's making a din
And as for the shippers, oh well!"
But from upstairs, who was calling?
It was Skinner, in the closet with Holly.
She moaned, "I'm sorry about the mace,
'Cause how you do me in this place,
Oh, it makes me feel so jolly!
Or maybe you'd rather see instead
The Lone Gunmen laying in their bed
Dreaming of more
Conspiracies galore
And one of a certain redhead.
Even though she looked like something out of "Dr. Jekyll"
Krycek still made those corridors echo!
He said: "I don't care about the boy
You're still my little blond toy
'Cause Scully went back to that psycho!"
The Smoking Man said: "Teena, it's cold out here in the snow.
I saved your life, remember?" She said: "I know.
Your excuses be many
But you're not getting any
Till you bring back my daughter, so go!"
And finally, out on the highway
It just wasn't Jeff's lucky day
From out of the sky
Came a heartbroken smoking guy
Who ran over his son with his sleigh.
But our Spender bounced right back
And knocked his dad off his sleigh with his fetus-filled sack,
And cheerfully yelled as he rose out of sight,
"THE TRUTH IS ON FOX, EVERY SUNDAY NIGHT!!!"
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