In the hush of twilight's gentle gleam, 'Twas the night cloaked in yuletide dream. Ident Tower stood in silver light, Watching o'er a silent, frosted night. In its heart, the IFIS-Training, bold, Guided minds like stars, tales untold. Program Support with wisdom's hand, Wove the future, a thoughtful strand. Scientific Technical Support, Crafted answers of every sort. Beneath their watch, the datasets grew, Footwear groundtruth, detailed, true. In the realm of need and quest, Procurement seized the very best. Thus unfolded tales of yore, In the night before Christmas, forevermore.