SANTA IS COMING

[charger490]

twas the night before Christmas
and in the garage,
All the Mopars were sleeping
Including the Dodge.
The parts cars were parked
all arow in the yard,
Stripping them now
would really be hard.
The valves were nestled
all snug in their heads,
Their springs were all poised
for those seven grand revs .
And Ma in her Ram
and I in my Jeep,
Had just finished plowing
The snow Oh so deep.
When out in the driveway
there rose such a noise,
I thought for a moment
It was the Dodge Boys.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave luster like clearcoat to objects below.
But what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a bright purple Prowler
with but 6 cylindeer.
With a tall skinny driver
Who looked rough and ready,
I knew in a minute
It must be Dick Petty.
More rapid than Eagles, his Mopars they came,
And he whistled & shouted & called them by name.
Now Viper, Now Cuda, Now Ram & Rff
On Duster On GeeTex, Dakota & Bee.
To the top of the lanes .
To the bright Christmas tree,
They all did their bumouts,
It was .way cool to see.
As white smoke o'er the tower did fly, .
The Hemfs & Wedges began to fly.
On down through the traps those Mopars they flew,
Rubber stuck to the track, like black super glue.
And then in a twinkling I heard in the drive,.
An elephant snorting, That Hemi's Alive!
As I shut the door and then turned · around,
down the chimney he came
In one leaD & bound.
He was dressed 5!Uin leather
with white cowboy boots,
I guess that this Santa
Had southern boy roots.
A bundle of Moparts he had on his back,
He looked like a vendor from any racetrack.
His eyes how they twinkled
They looked 85 blue,
His cheeks were like roses
With a Hemi-Orange hue.
With a hairy mustache
.On top of his lip, .
And shades real big
He looked plEmtyhip.
He had a cigar, right stuck in his teeth,
The smoke surrounded his head like a wreath.
He had a partly bald head & a little round belly,
that shook like a Cummins
When its fuel turns to jelly.
He was tall and quite thin.
Not the typical elf,
I laughed when I saw him
In spite of myself.
---.-.---' _.~ -...-----.
He reached in his sack
and got me a beer,
I knew right then
I had nothing to fear.
He spoke not a word
but went straight to his plan.
He gave me some heads. a carb & a earn.
He then stuck a finger up side of his stash,
Then flew up the ~himney in not quite a flash.
He sprang to his sleigh
With its super stock springs,
forged pistons & crank & chromoly rings.
But I heard him exclaim
As he tore out of sight,
MoPerformance to all
Happy Christmas Tonite!

[4402tuff4u]

Pretty creative. Nice job!

[Silver R/T]

good one

[70charginglizard]

SANTA!!! Oh MY GOD!

[Charger_Fan]

SANTA!!! Oh MY GOD!

You dropped one of those heads on your toe, didn't ya? 

[my73charger]

LOL!