Holiday Poem. (If Ace can write one, so can I.)

T'was the night before Christmas, and up in the sky, we were switching location, we chose to fly. Our gear was stashed in bags on our backs, in hopes of not hitting an Itex attack. It was plesantly cool and the stars were so bright, as we glided there; sailing through the night. But all of a sudden we saw a missles red glare, as Sonic quickly figure out that Erasers were there. We got in formation, i drew out my sword, and Stat started crafting with fuse and C4. Talon smiled as he chukled with glee, then the Itex general glare at him evily, my recon showed Raven kicking Eraser grass, and a breeze blew by as Twitch zoomed past. I heard Ace shout as he ripped off an arm, that we were most definatly in the way of harm. For over the horizon i saw a Black hawk, which was heading our way so no time to talk. Then a firmilliar voice yelled "Fire in the hole!", and I felt a feeling of dread sink deep in my soul. Stat wound back his arm and let a bomb fly, and we pulled in our wings and fell from the sky. We heard a kraka-ka-bang, a bam, and a boom, and knew of the fly-boy's immenent doom. So here we are now, flying into the sun-rise, touring America's beautiful skies. So enjoy celebrating in your merry own way, Merry Christmas to all, and a great Christmas Day.
-Shadow