2006-12-25 08:51:19 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities ➔ Other - Arts & Humanities
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the garage
not an engine was humming, not even a Dodge.
The race uniforms were tucked in the lockers with care
in hopes that the ‘07 season soon would be there.
The NASCAR drivers were nestled all cozy in their beds,
while visions of championships danced in their heads.
Mike Helton was sipping on Childress Vineyards wine
while Jayski was writing his next brilliant headline.
When out on the track there arose such a rumble,
I jumped out of bed and went for a tumble.
Over to my window I ran aghast,
thinking of Ricky Bobby and “I wanna go fast.”
The moon glistened across the fresh-fallen snow,
illuminating Kurt Busch making angels below.
When what to my still sleepy eyes should approach
but eight NASCAR drivers and a big red motorcoach.
That chubby old man, could this be a trick?
“No,” I said, “this sure is St. Nick.”
In a way that was, so rhythmic they came
St. Nick commanded the drivers by name.
“Now Harvick, now, Earnhardt now Martin and Edwards,
on Stewart, on Burton, on Sadler and Vickers!
To the top of the pole, now over pit wall,
now drive away, drive away, drive away all!”
As at the start of a race when the green flag flies
St. Nick said, “let’s go racin” to all of the guys.
Up to the housetops, the magical stock cars flew,
with a motorcoach full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
On the roof I could hear all eight engines roar,
as they spun the Goodyear Eagles some more.
The massive horsepower had me so full of glee,
I almost didn’t notice St. Nick standing right in front of me.
He was dressed in a fire suit, custom-made to fit.
twinkling like a sparkler that had just been lit.
The bag he carried said “In Honor of A.K.P.”
So I asked, “Hey St. Nick, what does that mean?”
The big bag of gifts glowed like a magical lamp
He was filling it with goods for the Victory Junction Gang Camp.
He had a twinkle in his eye, and a heart full of love
for his mission was one to be proud of.
A wish list he carried, rolled up like a scroll
to fulfill all of the wishes was his ultimate goal.
He proudly checked off the items received,
and humbly displayed the ones still in need.
I quickly scrambled for every item I could find,
because on Christmas we should all be so giving and kind.
It’s a time to remember friends, family and love,
and most of all, Christ, a gift from heaven above.
St. Nick thanked me with a twinkle in his eye,
checked off his list and looked towards the sky.
With a touch of his nose and a wiggle of his beard,
he was up the chimney as fast as he’d appeared.
He climbed in the motor coach, gave the horn a loud blast
as the drivers revved up their engines and peeled out fast.
But I heard him say, just before they went into flight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”
??? so many versions
2006-12-25 08:54:53 · answer #1 · answered by kaizoku 3 · 2⤊ 0⤋
hell,no! here's my .twas the day of Christmas. and everyone in the house,they were getting on my nerves,cause I'm still cleaning up the house,the children were fighting over toys that weren't there's,the parents of these children ,left them here with no cares! I said to there grandpa,whats wrong with you dear , he just look at me and said,WELL MY LOVE, I'm glad Christmas comes but once A YEAR....
2006-12-25 09:03:28 · answer #2 · answered by BOBBIE 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Twas the night before Christmas - SHO style!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The garage had a spare corner cleaned out with care,
In hopes a Snap-On tool chest soon would be there;
The wrenches were sorted next to the SHO,
While the air compressor was already to go;
The AWA with the 'evil eye', and I with my jack,
Had just started to begin the 60K attack.
When out on the street there arose such a clatter,
I sprang off the creeper to see what was the matter;
Away from the sparkplugs I flew like a lark,
Stubbed my toe on a slicer since it was so dark;
I peered at the darkness and stuck in the snow,
Was a sleigh and some reindeer that could use a tow,
I ordered a fuel pump Fedex to get it here quick,
I didn't know it would come via St. Nick.
With a sad look, a whimper, and a tear in his eye,
He said this travesty may cause children to cry,
I looked at the reindeer and told him right away,
"We'll get those delivered before the end of the day."
The number 5 reindeer just didn't look right,
But it might have been the darkness of night,
I told St. Nick I'd give it my best,
In my garage the reindeer would be my guest.
I checked under his hoof to look for a clue,
Then I noticed an oval filled with Ford blue;
Telling what's wrong won't be much of a chore,
This reindeer is equipped with EEC-IV!
So I grabbed my Helms and gave the pages a flip,
Found out where to stick my bent paperclip;
Under the tail is where the Helms said,
At that point I knew I should have stayed in bed.
Without Rudolph's nose to blink me the code,
I was determined to deliver St. Nicks payload.
So I slammed the hood shut and grabbed the keys,
St. Nick replied, "Can I drive, please?"
So he started the SHO and backed out in the street,
Stomped on the gas, the Yamaha sounded sweet,
With 24 valves and 4 cams singing their song,
The delivery process didn't take long.
Number 5 was still down, we waited for time to pass,
Then he was okay, must have been bad gas;
With a smile St. Nick shouted "I feel so alive,"
"I'll have my elves build a SHO for me to drive."
With a firm handshake we bid farewell,
I turned and tripped over a box and fell;
Scrawled on the box was St. Nick's name,
Knowing Santa this present won't be lame.
I opened the box and what did Santa bring,
Four shiny new Koni's and some Eibach springs!
At that moment I heard him while out of sight,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!"
or
'Twas the NASCAR Night Before Christmas
Dec 18, 2006 01:05 PM
Filed under:Christmas NASCAR
476 views
report abuse
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the garage
not an engine was humming, not even a Dodge.
The race uniforms were tucked in the lockers with care
in hopes that the ‘07 season soon would be there.
The NASCAR drivers were nestled all cozy in their beds,
while visions of championships danced in their heads.
Mike Helton was sipping on Childress Vineyards wine
while Jayski was writing his next brilliant headline.
When out on the track there arose such a rumble,
I jumped out of bed and went for a tumble.
Over to my window I ran aghast,
thinking of Ricky Bobby and “I wanna go fast.”
The moon glistened across the fresh-fallen snow,
illuminating Kurt Busch making angels below.
When what to my still sleepy eyes should approach
but eight NASCAR drivers and a big red motorcoach.
That chubby old man, could this be a trick?
“No,” I said, “this sure is St. Nick.”
In a way that was, so rhythmic they came
St. Nick commanded the drivers by name.
“Now Harvick, now, Earnhardt now Martin and Edwards,
on Stewart, on Burton, on Sadler and Vickers!
To the top of the pole, now over pit wall,
now drive away, drive away, drive away all!”
As at the start of a race when the green flag flies
St. Nick said, “let’s go racin” to all of the guys.
Up to the housetops, the magical stock cars flew,
with a motorcoach full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
On the roof I could hear all eight engines roar,
as they spun the Goodyear Eagles some more.
The massive horsepower had me so full of glee,
I almost didn’t notice St. Nick standing right in front of me.
He was dressed in a fire suit, custom-made to fit.
twinkling like a sparkler that had just been lit.
The bag he carried said “In Honor of A.K.P.”
So I asked, “Hey St. Nick, what does that mean?”
The big bag of gifts glowed like a magical lamp
He was filling it with goods for the Victory Junction Gang Camp.
He had a twinkle in his eye, and a heart full of love
for his mission was one to be proud of.
A wish list he carried, rolled up like a scroll
to fulfill all of the wishes was his ultimate goal.
He proudly checked off the items received,
and humbly displayed the ones still in need.
I quickly scrambled for every item I could find,
because on Christmas we should all be so giving and kind.
It’s a time to remember friends, family and love,
and most of all, Christ, a gift from heaven above.
St. Nick thanked me with a twinkle in his eye,
checked off his list and looked towards the sky.
With a touch of his nose and a wiggle of his beard,
he was up the chimney as fast as he’d appeared.
He climbed in the motor coach, gave the horn a loud blast
as the drivers revved up their engines and peeled out fast.
But I heard him say, just before they went into flight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”
2006-12-25 09:01:55 · answer #3 · answered by okieandlovinit 2 · 1⤊ 0⤋
you have reposted this....arise with your self woman EDIT: hahahaha,I in basic terms settle on them in basic terms till now they expire usualy,on the 2d day.Gotta bypass digging the in container by using fact the record is working out quickly,what am I gonna dooooo? additionally yahoo is going to be off early sunday,and lower back.....what am I gonna dooooo???? probably will in basic terms take a seat and stare on the blanc show hehe.
2016-10-18 23:41:08 · answer #4 · answered by ? 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Twas the Night before Christmas Poem
Make it Snow !
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
2006-12-25 08:57:36 · answer #5 · answered by raj 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
What kinda question is THAT?!?!
2006-12-25 08:54:46 · answer #6 · answered by Anime Geek!! 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋