T’was the Night before Christmas and all through the lab
Not a creature was stirring
As we wait for a jab
Our sleeves are rolled up
Bated breath we do have
On the brink of inoculation
Our freedom we’ll grab
We got our new sneakers
To wait on the line
Fauci has spoken
He says give it time
The reindeers were fed along the path to our door
We are waiting for Santa Fauci
To tell us some more
In the absence of malice, no forethought or greed

Pulling together we’re bound to succeed

Dasher and Dancer and Rudolph in tow

We are ending the year with some get up and go

So Dear Saint Fauci

We all wish you good cheer

Make it a great one on your 80th year!