T'was the night before Christmas when all through the Data Center,
Not a creature was stirring, and no one could enter.
The hard drives hung with the utmost of care,
in the eager hopes that the IT would soon be there.
The cables were nestled all connected to the Web,
while info and emails danced in their threads.
As computers shut down, and all servers went black,
the CPU's looked ready for a long Winter's nap.
Where out on the lawn, there rose such a clatter,
the Generator fired up, making every doubt scatter.
Have a very Alcatastic Christmas!