It’s holiday time at wondrous Tom Bihn
The staff is working through festive din
And Tom and Darcy truth be known
Have Synapsed Riley a festive bone
And Cubes and Tristars on the lots
Are flanked by bright red Aeronauts
Bihnelves have heard the joyful cry
And help stack Travel Trays to the sky
The entire staff from this festive place
Sends all best wishes to human race
But also to animals that we all love
To dogs and cats and the peaceful dove
Even the mice in our factory store
Who nibble Dyneema scraps on the floor.

— Richard
(roh on the Forums)