'Twas the night before Christmas...MOPAR version!
12-18-2011, 11:47 PM
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'Twas the night before Christmas...MOPAR version!
‘Twas the night before Xmas and all through the night,Not a Chevy was stirring. No Ford was in sight.
The roar of the thunder drew ever so near
A sound so deafening that all would soon hear.
The police were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of car chases danced in their heads.
When out of the distance, the beast could be seen,
The 69 Cuda looking ever so mean.
The sparkle of chrome, the shine of the red,Who was this wild spirit in charge of this sled?
It turned and it twisted in clouds of white smoke,
Then came to a stop as all soon awoke.
The top drew open for all just to see,
A large sack of gifts presented by thee.
A leg swung out with a tall black boot,
and there he stood in a red and white suit.
It was Santa, St. Nick, in all of his glory,
"But Santa, please tell us, just what is the story?"
"Where is OLE Rudolph and the other reindeer?"
"Have you traded them in on this bright beast of fear!"
"I test drove 'em all, every single street car,
But none can deliver like the TOPLESS Mopar!"
He emptied his bag then went back to his ride,
A smile on his face as he hopped back inside.
With a whine of the starter, the fish came alive,
and the roar of the engine as he shifted to drive.
The Bridgestones were squealing and smoking once more,
and the Cuda jumped forward with his foot to the floor.
He was ever so jolly for what he had brought,
So many parts for which we all sought.
And I heard him exclaim as he snatched second gear...
"Have a smooth running Christmas and a Mopar New Year"
"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways - Budweiser in one hand - fishing pole in the other - body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO, What a Ride"
The roar of the thunder drew ever so near
A sound so deafening that all would soon hear.
The police were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of car chases danced in their heads.
When out of the distance, the beast could be seen,
The 69 Cuda looking ever so mean.
The sparkle of chrome, the shine of the red,Who was this wild spirit in charge of this sled?
It turned and it twisted in clouds of white smoke,
Then came to a stop as all soon awoke.
The top drew open for all just to see,
A large sack of gifts presented by thee.
A leg swung out with a tall black boot,
and there he stood in a red and white suit.
It was Santa, St. Nick, in all of his glory,
"But Santa, please tell us, just what is the story?"
"Where is OLE Rudolph and the other reindeer?"
"Have you traded them in on this bright beast of fear!"
"I test drove 'em all, every single street car,
But none can deliver like the TOPLESS Mopar!"
He emptied his bag then went back to his ride,
A smile on his face as he hopped back inside.
With a whine of the starter, the fish came alive,
and the roar of the engine as he shifted to drive.
The Bridgestones were squealing and smoking once more,
and the Cuda jumped forward with his foot to the floor.
He was ever so jolly for what he had brought,
So many parts for which we all sought.
And I heard him exclaim as he snatched second gear...
"Have a smooth running Christmas and a Mopar New Year"
"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways - Budweiser in one hand - fishing pole in the other - body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO, What a Ride"
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