Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the core
The servers were humming
Like never before
The raised floor was quiet
The lighting was lean
In hopes this data center
Would always be green
When in equipment room II
There rose such a clatter
The chief engineer
Went to see what was the matter
The meters were normal
No faults were listed
All was in place
Not a single zink whisker
Up to the roof
He went at a trot
There was something amiss
But find it he did not
As he gazed round the place
And tilted his head
Over there near the penthouse
Was that a red sled?
The little old driver
His routine by rote
Was consulting a book
And writing a note
He said not a word
But left with a proclamation
Merry Christmas to all
Here's your LEED certification
God bless
MERRY CHRISTMAS