TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS

[StuartL]

The following is a lovely rendition of an old Christmas favorite I received from the Pacific Coast Rover Club and felt is needed to be shared. Please enjoy and I wish you all a Merry Christmas. Stuart

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS


'Twas the night before Christmas, And all through the trails,
Every Jeep was stranded, Their progress like snails.

They had no shovels, No rope and no winch,
No CB, no cell-phone, To get out of their pinch.

When out from a mud pit, There arose such a clatter;
All the 'wheelers came running To see what was the matter.

I saw some poor Jeep All covered in crud;
He had blown his motor trying to get free of the mud.

As he stood there I noticed His glowing red face,
And I knew in an instant He wanted out of this place.

I glanced at his roof, It was all I could see;
He pleaded for help From my WARN winch and from me.

So I sprang to the front Of my trusty old Rover,
Spooled out the winch cable, Said "Hook 'er up, Grover!"

He went for a swim In the watery hell, and
I laughed as he turned brown, And started to smell.

He hooked up the cable to his buried front hook,
I put a coat on the line Like it says in the book.

I winched him out quickly, A very fast session;
And I charged him a C-note, To teach him a lesson.

I then drove my D-90 through the same mud and same muck;
No problem for me, 'Cause I had a REAL truck!

I wound down my window as I drove out of sight,
And smugly yelled "Next time Stay home Christmas night!"

Merry Christmas

Steve Schoenfelder
Warn Industries, Inc.

[island dormy]

Hi Stuart

Merry Christmas to you too.

That was pretty good. Your a poet and don't know it................ You should post that over on the J**P Forum.

Victor 1962 Dormobile (In hibernation for the winter)