Ambitious1
12-16-2017, 09:37 AM
'Twas the night before Christmas and out in the garage,
There wasn't a trace of a busted Toyota or a lame ass Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the Marauder a bit.
I popped the release and I lifted the hood,
When a deep voice behind me said, "That looks pretty good!"
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
And there by the tool box stood good old Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not sure what to say,
Then he spoke up, "Wanna trade for my sleigh?'
I said "No way, Santa" and started to grin,
But if you've got a minute, we could go for a spin."
His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow,
Turned into a smile as he said "Let's go!"
So as not to disturb all the neighbor's from their deep sleep,
We pushed the Marauder down to the street.
Then taking our places to coast down the hill,
I started my baby...it's always a thrill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With tires a'cryin' and the exhaust pipes aglow,
We headed on out where the Hot Rodders go.
And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
With every shift, as it rolls through the gears.
Then he yelled "I can't recall when I've felt so alive!'
So I backed off the gas and said "You wanna drive?'
Old Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights, he shook at the knees.
The V-8 erupted and roared with that nice American sound,
When Santa stomped the gas, the tires shook the ground!
He chirped into second and got sideways in third,
I just sat there holding on, at a loss for a word.
With new parts under the tree, and a garage cuddled Merc,
I have to admit that I giggled and smirked
I had shared a love for a car, which brought me a tear,
Over harness bells I heard, "Were gotta do this again...... NEXT YEAR!!"
Merry Christmas to all!!!
Credit goes to Charles Gallion
There wasn't a trace of a busted Toyota or a lame ass Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the Marauder a bit.
I popped the release and I lifted the hood,
When a deep voice behind me said, "That looks pretty good!"
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
And there by the tool box stood good old Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not sure what to say,
Then he spoke up, "Wanna trade for my sleigh?'
I said "No way, Santa" and started to grin,
But if you've got a minute, we could go for a spin."
His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow,
Turned into a smile as he said "Let's go!"
So as not to disturb all the neighbor's from their deep sleep,
We pushed the Marauder down to the street.
Then taking our places to coast down the hill,
I started my baby...it's always a thrill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With tires a'cryin' and the exhaust pipes aglow,
We headed on out where the Hot Rodders go.
And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
With every shift, as it rolls through the gears.
Then he yelled "I can't recall when I've felt so alive!'
So I backed off the gas and said "You wanna drive?'
Old Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights, he shook at the knees.
The V-8 erupted and roared with that nice American sound,
When Santa stomped the gas, the tires shook the ground!
He chirped into second and got sideways in third,
I just sat there holding on, at a loss for a word.
With new parts under the tree, and a garage cuddled Merc,
I have to admit that I giggled and smirked
I had shared a love for a car, which brought me a tear,
Over harness bells I heard, "Were gotta do this again...... NEXT YEAR!!"
Merry Christmas to all!!!
Credit goes to Charles Gallion