‘Twas the night before Christmas; all through ICU
Not a patient was stirring, not even bed 2.
The propofol hung on the dripstand with care
With hopes that the day-shift soon would be there 1/
When outside the door there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the desk to see what was the matter.
I found my trainee with a porter and nurse
And moribund patient; I've rarely seen worse 2/
