'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the cloud
Every server was stirring, it was really quite loud.
The lambdas were running, provisioned with care,
In hopes that complex workloads soon would be there.

The devs were done, nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of SageMaker danced in their heads.
And mamma in her t-shirt, and I in my briefs,
Had just settled down for a long winter's sleep.

When out in the cloud there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the keyboard I flew like a flash,
Tore open the console and threw up the dash.

The screen on the desk (what a stupendous glow)
Gave the luster of mid-day to keyboard below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature vid, streaming beautifully clear.

With a middle-aged speaker, but such a fast learner,
I knew in a moment it must be Dr. Werner.
More rapid than Redis his new features came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:

"Now, Lambda! now, CloudWatch! now, S3 and Redshift!
On, CloudFront! on, Kendra! on, Neptune and GameLift!
To the top of the bill! Let it never be small!
Now more dashboards! more dashboards! dashboards for all!"

He clicked the last slide, to his team gave acclaim,
I'm not kidding! He even called out their full names.
Then I heard him call out, ere he dove out of sight,
“Happy holidays all, and to all a good-night.”