Written by: Dan Green
 
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the Cape,
Not a creature was scheming, not even an ape (goon)
The stockings were hung by a seaplane with care,
By an overstuffed, lazy but jovial bear
 
The pirates were nestled quite smug in their ship
Secure that they'd given the coppers the slip
Shere Khan in his tower, the picture of health
Quite pleased with his power, and sure of his wealth
 
When out from the docks there arose such a clatter
Becky sprang to the door to see what was the matter
"Wildcat!" she yelled, as her heart skipped a beat
The mechanic's poor face was as white as a sheet
 
"Sorry Man!" the mechanic did shout, as he sprang up on his toes.
"The ailerons loose, and it popped right out and hit me in the nose!"
With a sorrowful laugh, a smile, and a knowing shake of the head
The daring young businesswoman shucked her work and headed home to bed
 
Along in the night, at Higher for Hire, a boy had stayed up late
Puzzling himself, as he so often did, on the strangeness of his fate
That he should be all alone, no place to call home, for lo those many years
When his attention shifted, for his thoughts had drifted, by a scratch upon his ears.
 
"Hey L'il Britches!" his Papa Bear laughed, a smile deep in his eyes.
"You'd best go to bed!" the big grey bear said, "Tomorrow's yer big surprise!"
"The past is the past, and bad stuff don't last, when Baloo's on the job!"
And true it was too, a fine Dad was Baloo, although a bit of a slob.
 
Kit Cloudkicker smiled, not enough of a child, too grown up was that boy
To believe in the myth, of Santa and his elves, and to pine in his heart for a toy
His desires were higher, but he knew in his heart, he was safe in the big bear's arms
For his dreams weren't of gold, or jewels of old, but of a life of simple charms
 
Of Becky and Molly, and even old Wildcat, did the lad in his soul deeply yearn
For he'd been all alone, for so long a time, surely now t'was his turn?
But most of all, for Baloo did he wish, to be friends for life without care
And he knew in his heart, on the Yuletide eve, he'd always have his Papa Bear
 
And so they embraced, together as ever, the best of friends for life
Secure they in the knowledge, together they could face pain and strife
Ne'er again to be alone, bear and cub had forged a new start
"Merry Christmas Kid!  Forever you'll be home in my heart"