'Twas the Night Before Christmas.... Dodge Version!

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Twas the Night before Christmas........... Dodge version!

'Twas the night before Christmas and in the garage,
There wasn't a trace of a Ford but only my Dodge.

The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with my Dart for a bit.

I pulled the pins and then I removed the hood,
When a deep voice behind me said "that Hemi swap looks really 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 too 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 as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat,
We pushed my Dart quietly out to the street.

Then, taking our places to drift down the hill,
I turned on the key and I let the gas spill.

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

With the tires a' cryin' and the pipes a' flow,
We headed on out where the street racers 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 wanna drive?"

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

Then the Big block exploded with a thunderous sound!
Santa dumped the pedal and the tires shook the ground!

Power shift into second, again into third!
I sat there just watching, at loss for a word.


Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,

"Merry Christmas to all...........it's a hell of a night!!!"
 
Came up with it as a story for my kids...... They loved it so figured I'd share it.
 
Night Before Christmas - Mopar style


'Twas the night before Christmas and out on the streets,
Only Mopars were winning against Fords and "Heartbeats."

The stop lights were hung over the streets with care,
Getting ready to change for those drivers who dare.

The children were nestled all snug in there beds,
While visions of Hot Wheels danced in their heads.

My wife was on the phone and I in the garage,
Staring at my Miss Mopar collage.

When out on the drive rolled up such a rumble,
You knew for the owner it was hard to be humble.

I recognized the sound but had to see for myself,
I knew this was no blue oval elf.

I was right, there it was, in it's plum crazy glow,
A '71 426 'Cuda built for go.

The black billboard split as the door opened wide,
A large sack of parts was then tossed outside.

A leg swung out with a tall black boot,
Then there he stood in a red and white suit.

It was Santa, St. Nick, in all of his glory,
"But Santa, please tell me, just what is the story?"

"Where is your sleigh, your eight tiny reindeer?"
He said "I traded them in on 425 horses and a 4.10 gear!"

"I test drove 'em all, every single musclecar,
But none can beat 'Cheevies' like a Hemi Mopar!"

"And son you've been good and learned all the tricks,
So I'm swapping your small block for a 426!"

Then he grabbed up his tools and went straight to the chore.
The swap took one hour, no less and no more.

This guy was good, but something wasn't right...
Santa couldn't have learned to do that overnight.

He torqued the last nut and then walked away,
"With this," he said proudly, "you'll beat 'Cheevies' all day!"

All at once it hit me, I recognized the voice,
His skill with the tools, his words of choice.

Once I figured it out, it was really no surprise,
This was Big Daddy Don in a Santa disguise.

He collected up his tools and went back to his ride,
Put his stuff in the trunk and hopped back inside.

With a whine of the starter, the beast came alive,
And with a shift to reverse, he backed out of my drive.

With pistol grip in hand he shifted into first,
And the 'Cuda jumped forward with a quick but smooth burst.

I could see he was happy about what he had done,
He had turned my car into major Mopar fun.

But he had to be going, he had much to do,
Lots of Hemis to be swapped in hours too few.

And I heard him exclaim as he snatched second gear...
"Have a smooth running Christmas and a Mopar New Year"
 
Awesome boys! Thanks for the smiles this Christmas evening! This is the first Christmas I have spent as a father! God is good! Merry CHRISTmas to all!
 
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