[Ms Grumpy]

This was sent to me by Ms flash.....

THE "REAL" NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS



T'was the night before Christmas, and in the garage,
There wasn't a trace... of a Ford, or a Dodge.
The tree was trimmed, and the lights were all lit,
So I figgered I'd fool with the Chevelle for a bit.

I popped the release, then 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 really 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've 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 "Hey! Let's go!!"
So's not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat,
We quietly pushed the Chevelle out in the street,
Then I throttled the Holley, but not too much,
I keyed up the motor, and let out the clutch.

The sound that erupted took Santa by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the twinkle in his eyes.

With Goodyears a-smokin' and headers aglow,
We cruised on out where the gearheads all go.
Ol' St. Nick's grin widened, nearly to his ears,
With every up shift, as I banged all the gears.
Then he yelled "Can't recall when I've felt so alive!",
So I backed off the gas and asked "D'ya wanna drive?"

Ol' Santa was stunned when I pitched him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!

Then the big-block exploded with that Flowmaster sound...
Santa let out the clutch, and the Goodyears grabbed the ground!
He power-shifted into second, and again into third!
I sat there just watching, I couldn't mutter a word.

Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,

"Merry Christmas to all......…..What a great night!!!!"