A New Christmas Carol

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I realize it's a couple days late, but I got it in an e-mail and thought it was worth sharing.

Hey you guys..I wrote this several years back for an Off Road club Christmas party. Hope you like it. Merry Christmas..Greaseball, Bronco Driver Magazine

Michael Dyster



"Twas the night before Christmas,

and all through the shops,

not a creature was stirring,

not even the cops!



The rigs were all parked,

in their spaces with care,

in hopes that rock crawlin weather,

soon would be there.



With me in my camo,

and my wife with her cap,

had just settled down'

with a rockcrawlin map.



When all of a sudden,

there came this great noise,

I jumped to my feet,

it must be the boys.



I tore across the room,

and ripped open the door,

but all I could hear,

was this deafening roar.



When the smoke finally cleared,

and I was able to see,

was an incredible sight,

for someone like me.



The moon shone over,

the hood of this rig,

the paint was beautiful,

the tires were big.



Mounted on the outside,

just over the tires,

were two giant turbines,

that spit heat and fire.



I saw a big man,

standing alone,

I shouted "Hey",

What are doing at my home?



I know that you're Santa,

that one thing is clear,

but where is your sleigh,

and where are your Deer?



He answered,

"I haven't got time to argue my case,

this Christmas thing,

has turned into a race.



I've got some parts,

now stand out of the way,

some things for a Jeep,

and an old Chevrolet.



He wasted no time,

for chimneys were few,

So he kicked open my door,

and yelled "these parts are for you"!



There were hundreds of parts

stacked there on my floor,

he said to get moving

he had a lot more.



He carried in winches

lockers and shafts,

They were piled on high

even out on my grass.



I asked him where

do all of these go,

he said to hand them out son

you're the man in the know.



There was wiring for Fords

tires for a Jeep,

a locker for a truck

Santa wasn't being cheap.



There was injection for a Bronco

a winch that was big,

Fenders that were red

for somebody's rig.



There were parts for a guy named Bruce

and some guy called Don,

and parts for a George

and a V8 for John.




That's about it

then Santa did say,

I've got to get going

gotta be on my way.



I told him thank you

what else could I do,

he said to get busy

there's more trails to do.



As he spooled up his turbines,

and jumped into flight,

he yelled I'm headin for Moab ,

going crawlin tonite.



As he banked to leave,

his exhausts glowing with heat,

Santa has traded his sleigh,

he's now flying a "Jeep"

 

[LT.]

Very creative. I liked it a lot.

LT.