Merry Christmas!

Twas the day before Christmas in the arboreal forest
And nothing was stirring 'cept Santa and Boris.
Boris, the Jeep, gets Santa around
When the reindeer are sleeping in the tundra so sound.
Boris takes Santa where reindeer dare not,
No-fly zones in Iran and even the Bronx .
So if in a twinkling, you see on your roof,
The tread marks of tires, then that is the proof,
Than Santa and Boris
To your neighborhood
brought
Christmas and joy,
To those who were good!
You may even hear,
As he drives out of sight,
Merry Christmas to all,
And try to do right!