A recovery Christmas
It was the night before Christmas and all through Afghanistan,
Not a creature was stirring except maybe a couple of naughty Taliban,
Camp Phoenix was quiet, not a soul in sight,
The first sergeant was busy prepping just in case of a fight.
The commander is preoccupied attacking the keyboard and seemed out of sort,
Because in the morning, the colonel no doubt, will demand his report.
Suddenly a call and operations was moving, the FLE has just called a breakdown for us to go get.
Get Commo and Maintenance and alert QRF, a few minutes later …