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12-24-2009, 10:33 AM
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Senior Club Cobra Member
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Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: Covington,
wa
Cobra Make, Engine: Superformance # 532, 466 BB, 560HP
Posts: 3,027
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Twas the night before Christmas....
Twas the night before Xmas in my garage
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Twas the night before Christmas and all through the garage,
There wasn't a a trace of a Chevy or even a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the Cobra for a bit.
So I popped the release and I lifted the hood.
When a deep voice behind me said "Looks pretty good!"
Well as you can imagine, I turned pretty quick,
And there, by the workbench, stood good ol' Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say,
Then he said "don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh?'
I said "No way Santa, and started to grin,
"But if you got the time we could go for a spin!"
His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow,
Turned into a smile and he said "Hell Yeah, let's go!!!"
So as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat,
We pushed the Cobra quietly into the street.
Then , taking our places to drift down the hill,
I turned on the key and I let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by suprise,
But he liked it alot, by the look in his eyes.
With Goodyear's a crying and headers aglow,
We screamed on out where the muscle cars go.
And Santa's grin widened approaching his ears,
With every shift up as I went through the gears.
Then he yelled "cant recall when I felt so alive!!"
So I backed off the gas and said "You wanna drive?"
Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!
When that V8 exploded with pure exhaust sound!
Santa let out the clutch and the tires shook the ground!
Power shift into second, again into to third!
I sat there just watching at loss for a word.
Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, it's a hell of a night!!!!"
Merry Christmas everyone.
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John Hall
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12-24-2009, 11:54 AM
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CC Member / Sponsor
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Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: Provo,
UT
Cobra Make, Engine: Daytona Coupe
Posts: 1,359
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Double Thumbs Up!
Thank you. I really liked it. And Merry Christmas to you and everyone on Club Cobra.
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12-24-2009, 12:20 PM
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Senior Club Cobra Member
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Join Date: Mar 2001
Location: Northport,
NY
Cobra Make, Engine: Kirkham, KMP178 / '66 GT350H, 4-speed
Posts: 10,362
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Thanks, John...gonna 'steal' the core for the SAAC website.
Merry Christmas
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12-24-2009, 12:26 PM
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Senior Club Cobra Member
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Join Date: Jul 2002
Cobra Make, Engine:
Posts: 15,712
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I love these Christmas poems!
...I was kind of hoping we would see one of the first, the classic Shelby Night Before Christmas (law suits, etc.). But maybe it's best to replace it with this excellent piece! Well done.
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12-24-2009, 12:49 PM
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CC Member
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Join Date: Feb 2000
Location: Neverland,
TX
Cobra Make, Engine:
Posts: 7,460
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Here is one I wrote ten years or so ago.
It was the night before Christmas
It was the night before Christmas
And all through the house;
Everyone had gas
Even the Mouse
The kids were all tucked
All snug in their beds;
In case someone tooted
They could cover their heads
The stockings were hung
By the chimney with care;
In hopes they’d all get
New skid mark free, underwear
Mom in her robe
And me, fresh out of my coat;
I knew it was time
To go pinch a loaf
When out on the porch
There rose such a clatter;
Santa was taking a leak
It was beginning to splatter
Santa was happy
A right jolly old elf;
He smelled something funny
And started checking himself
With Santa’s keen nose
He smelt a stench in the air;
He looked and he looked
But nobody cared
When Santa bent over
To open his sack;
The only thing shinning
Was a big plumbers crack
With tears in his eyes
He said, “What do they eat;
This air is so thick
And smells worse than my feet”
Santa gave up
Threw the toys in the air;
He said, “Life is too short
This is curling my hair”
Santa mumbled something
As he rushed for the door;
He said “I’ve had all I can stand
And I can’t stands no more”
As Santa Claus left
He was headed for Reno;
He said “Merry Christmas to all
Next year, I’m bringing Beano”
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12-24-2009, 04:05 PM
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CC Member
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Join Date: Feb 2006
Cobra Make, Engine:
Posts: 4,926
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Twas the night before Christmas, and all thru the house,
not a creature was stirring.........There were NO SPOONS!
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Of course it's REAL! You are NOT imagining it!
We don't want a bigger government; We want a government that does a few BIG things, and does them right.
If you think that you can cut it, if you think you got the time, they'll only give you one chance, better get it right first time. 'Cause in this game you're playin, if you lose you got to pay. And if you make just ONE wrong move, you'll get BLOWN AWAY!
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