[FWDLK] Christmas

[John Bartell <jrbartell@TDS.NET>]

Hi all, 
        It's early, but maybe it will help put you in the spirit.        
        Night Before Christmas  by John Bartell in WI

        �Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shed, 
not an engine was running, not blue and not red; 
        The Chrysler, was parked near the tree with such care, 
in hopes a DeSoto would soon be there; 
        The Plymouths were painted black, blue and bright red, 
while the Dodges were sprayed pink and white instead; 
        With new plugs and new points, and the timing was set, 
when Christmas morning came, a good start we would get; 
        When out in the yard, there was a big bang, 
from out in the cold, a shiny D500 just sprang; 
        Away to the window, to see some shiny new trim, 
a two door sedan, with a full hubcaps, to cover the rims; 
        The snow was blowing, and the wind was bitter cold, 
the Fireflite four door hardtop, begged not to be sold; 
        When what a surprise, a hemi did spring, 
roaring past a six, and a 313 with a very bad ring;  
        With a little Valiant, all polished so slick, 
I knew in a moment it was auto not stick; 
        Rapidly a Fury rolled past and came to a rest, 
nearby stood an Adventurer, and a Imperial with it�s crest; 
        To the base of the tree, all lined up in a row, 
roll over here Seville, Phoenix and Coronado; 
        Now dash away, dash away, dings and broken glass, 
the 392 needs oil and the Golden Commando needs gas; 
        So across the floor a sedan and hardtop, 
the convertible cried, all of this snow, when will it stop; 
        And then in a wink, and inside, and out of the gray, 
an ice covered Savoy, intending to stay; 
        As I turned my head, and looked to the right, 
a completely overhauled Red Lion, ahead of a torqueflite; 
        Packed in boxes and wrapped in some foil, 
new brushes, condensors, rotors and oil; 
        This shop full of cars, rebuilders, and the like, 
looked awesome in size, next to my kids tiny trike; 
        I now looked to the left, too good to be true, 
a 300G, 413 with tunnel ram, and painted all blue; 
        The look on my face, as my mouth must have dropped, 
a long shiny Imperial limo that must have just stopped; 
        The wheels of a Chrysler, with wires of chrome, 
the fantastic fins, and the stainless on it�s dome; 
        With a  shaking, a rattle, a rumble and a pop, 
Chrysler, DeSoto, Dodge and Plymouth were to stop;       
        It was the year 2001, and of Chrysler I was screaming. 
it seemed DC brought back Plymouth, but now I was dreaming; 
        So as all of these cars left, that came into sight, 
I wish everyone a great Christmas and to all a good night!