Because the night before Christmas and all through the ship, not a sensor was flashing,
not even a blip.
When there was a huge crash to the bridge I then ran, and there found St. Nicholas with
joystick in hand.
With Atari's Miss Pac-Man, he gobbles and scoored.
Then onto Jungle Hunt, he played till he roared.
From out of his sack he pulled dozens of games, all the great ones from Atari, our favorite
names.
Before I could thank him, he beamed out of sight.
With a Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.