Night Before Christmas (Corvette)
"Twas the night before Christmas and in the garage,
There wasn't a trace of a Ford or Dodge,
The presents were all wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the Vette a bit.
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 mighty quick,
And there by the workbench, stood good Ol Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not sure what to say,
Then he said, "Don't suppose you want to 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 to a smile and he said "Hey, Let's go!"
So as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat,
We pushed the Vette quietly into the street.
Then, taking our places to drift down the hill,
I turned the key and then let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With the Goodyears a'cryin and the sidepipes aglow,
We headed on out wher the hot rodders go.
And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
With every shift up as I went through the gears.
Then he yelled "Can't recall when I've felt so alive!"
So I backed off the gas and said 'You want to drive?"
Ol Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked passed the headlighrs, he shook at the knees.
Then the small block exploded with side exaust sound!
Santa let out the clutch and the tires shook the ground!
Power shift into second, again into third!
I just sat there watching, at a loss for a word.
Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
Merry Christmas to all, and because of a Vette, you've made my night.
Last edited by DBR; Dec 22, 2004 at 05:58 AM. Reason: spelling
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