Twas the night before Christmas, and on the high sea
not a creature was stirring, not even ole' Bucky
Sam's boat was humming new engine intact
In hopes that tonight no Hydra attacks
When what to his wondering mind did arrive
But a blue cyborg woman with deadly black eyes
She pressed the controls, the ship came alive with a whir
as a bright tractor beam surrounded Buck in a blur
It pulled and yanked at his vibranium arm
He fought and resisted without showing alarm
But finally it came free with a yank
and Bucky sat, dejected, that sullen old crank
"What else is new" he said with a sulk
"Next I'll be getting hand-me-downs from the Hulk"
But Bucky, using his wits and his charm
Would just ask the Dora for a fresh shiny arm