I just got this off of G+. I didn’t write this (wish I had). But have to share this. I do think this has the makings of an Xmas special for DW.
A little (bad) Christmas poetry for you. 
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Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the Tardis
Not a sound could be heard but the Time Rotor’s harmonics.
Jumbles of cables hung under the console – beware.
Some dicey new fix the Doctor had rigged under there.
The Companions were nestled all snug in bunk beds,
While visions of Jelly Babies danced in their heads.
River polished her blaster, the Doctor put on his Fez,
She smiled oh so coyly when ordered to do as he says.
Then from outside the Tardis a loud racket fell
Inside the ship rang the dooming cloister bell.
The Doctor ran to the console and threw switches like mad.
River watched with amusement at how he flew her so bad.
He flicked on the scanner then yanked on a lever,
Twirled a few twirly bits and thought himself clever.
Things settled right down for a moment or two,
But the console then sparked, as River knew it would do.
The Doctor then grumbled and went back to his work,
The scanner pic cleared and River turned with a jerk.
She gasped at the scene and choked out with dismay:
“Sweetie, you’ve somehow managed to hit Santa’s sleigh!”
The Doctor looked up and at first he just scoffed,
But after a moment began to nervously cough.
“It’s not my fault! Had to happen sooner or later!”
“Can’t steer the old girl – it’s that Helmic Regulator!”
To the doors they did run and flung both open wide.
And together helped guide a shaken Santa inside.
They gave him a Jammie Dodger and cuppa hot tea,
Santa glared at them both – an unwilling abductee.
“My sleigh is now wreckage! I can’t fly it tonight!”
“All the kids will be joyless – and that just ain’t right!”
The Doctor thought deeply and then grinned like a fool.
“Oh, I can be Santa now. Being Santa is cool!
This year the children who waited up through the night,
Saw something surreal. A quite unexpectedly weird sight!
A gangly tall Santa in tweed, Stetson, fake beard - and in tow
Was a curvy blonde “elf” who kissed him under each mistletoe.
This Santa had a buzzy green glowing sonic device,
Which he said told him who had been naughty or nice.
But this pair came and went in just the wink of an eye.
And the presents they left were wrapped in a ribbon bow tie.
Back on the Tardis, the Doctor repaired Santa’s sleigh.
And with fondest well wishes, sent him off on his way.
As Santa at last flew away into the crisp Christmas air,
The Doctor called out “Oi! Next year bring me some nice ginger hair!”