‘Twas the night before Christmas, the lease was still dryin’
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Ryan
I’ll spare you the rest, and also myself, because it took me long enough just to figure out how to fit that one rhyme in there. A number of years ago, the best I could come up with was to rhyme “Baltimore” with “Mark McLemore,” who at that point had not been an Oriole for more than 15 years.
The idea of Santa Bird leaving presents under the tree is not one that has played out in Birdland for quite some time.