‘Twas the night before Christmas when Bertram Bean
Lost his left ear — it was nowhere to be seen!
‘Silent Night’ was no joke, as poor Bertram found;
Now his left ear was missing, so was the sound.
“My ear must be somewhere!” Bertram insisted.
He searched high and low; for hours he persisted.
He ran down to the shops, went into each one,
But no one sold ears; all the people made fun.
At last in a hardware store, men solved his plight;
With hammer and saw they worked right through the night,
Then wired it for Dolby(R) — a great idea;
“Here,” they told Bertram, “have a Happy New Ear!”