’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Except for dear Sparky, our Elf on the Shelf —
He was sneaking and spying, outdoing himself.
See, Sparky was given a task for the year
To visit the co-ops and bring silly cheer.
He flew all around, making friends as he went
Across Colorado, from Meeker to Bent.
The linemen were home with their families one night
While Sparky planned antics and tricks to delight.
He went to a co-op and plotted his trip
And decided to turn off the switch with a flip.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
Sparky zoomed out to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew in a dash,
And lit up the night with a bright, awesome flash.
The moon on the snow gave a bright winter glow,
As Sparky zipped out to the yard far below,
When what to his curious eyes did appear,
But a shiny, white bucket truck, drawing so near.
With linemen so jolly in safety gear snug,
Donning hard hats and gloves to check all the plugs.
Sparky hopped in the bucket for a magical ride,
With a safety clip fastened on to his left side.
When the linemen were done, Sparky flew with great speed,
To the next co-op’s office, where he’d help out, indeed.
He landed on desks, then on printers and phones,
Leaving behind chaos and mischievous tones.
He stacked all the papers, then rearranged chairs,
And peeked through the files and spreadsheets with care.
From billing to mapping, he glanced with delight,
Helping the co-op stay running bright.
Next, he went to the warehouse out back,
Where tools and supplies were all neatly stacked.
He zipped through the aisles, from ladders to wire,
And climbed on the shelves just a little bit higher.
He spotted transformers, new meters, and more,
Then sat on a forklift to drive and explore.
The hard hats were hung, the gloves in a row,
As Sparky admired how it all helps power flow.
From the office to trucks, to each warehouse and crew,
Sparky left magic wherever he flew.
But soon it was time for his journey to end,
As the lineman appeared — his old, trusted friend.
“Come on now, Sparky, we’ve got
power to restore,
For the children and families who
need electricity more.”
With a wink and a nod, Sparky
hopped in the truck,
And off to the substation they
drove, wishing for the best luck.
But he left one last message
Going into the night:
“Thank you to the co-ops,
who give us bright light!”