Holiday Rush

I saw an object way-up high -- analysis, no UFO no drone, told my supervisor, no need for the military red-phone. Again: I saw a sled way up-high -- and knew only one had clearance to fly, so, as an air-traffic-controller, forewarned, I had to quickly adjust, reindeer’s not equipped with jet avoidance thrust -- No take offs! No landings! grounded, planes forced to stand-by, but one impatient pilot on his own, decided to give it a try well, rained down stuffed bears and little Timmy's toy boat; reminded were all that only Macy Santa's float -- Clause landed in a a nearby barnyard, still wearing his splattered signature coat, tearfully clutching antlers, startled the 'jeebies out of a pair of mating goat' --