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Want "twas the night before christmas and all through garage" original poem?


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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!??

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