'Twas the night before Christmas

And in my garage.

There wasn't a trace of a Ford or a Dodge.



The presents were wrapped and the

lights were all lit,

So I figured I'd go mess with

my Corvette a bit.



I popped the release and

I lifted the hood,

When a deep voice behind me said

"Looks pretty good."



Well as you can imagine,

I turned mighty quick,

And there by my workbench,

stood good Ol' Saint Nick!



I just stared at first,

not sure what to say,

Then Santa piped in

"Don't suppose you'd trade

that for a sleigh?'

"Forget it, Claus"

then I started to grin.

"If you've got time we

could go for a spin!"



His round little mouth,

all tied up like a bow,

Burst into a smile when he said

"C'mon then, Let's GO!!"



So as not to disturb

all my neighbor’s retreat,

We backed my old Stingray

out into the street.



Then, taking our places

to drift down the hill,

I turned on the key,

to let the fun spill.



The sound erupted and

took Santa by surprise,

But he liked it a lot,

by the look in his eyes.



With cold tires spinning

and header pipes aglow,

We headed on out to Devil's Elbow.



And Santa's grin widened,

approaching his ears,

With every shift as we

went through the gears.



Then he yelled "Can't recall

when I've felt so alive!"

So I backed off the gas and said

"Do you wanna drive?"



Ol' Santa was stunned when

I gave him the keys,

As he walked past the headlights

he shook at the knees!


Then the motor exploded

with deep exhaust sound!

Santa let go of the tranny as

the tires tore up the ground.


Power shift into second,

again into third!

I grabbed for the handle,

at loss for a word.


With the tank reaching empty,

Santa returned to his sleigh,

Never to forget that ride

in my '76' Stingray.


Later, I heard him exclaim,

as he blasted from sight,

"Merry Christmas, Tux...,

it's been a heck of a night!!!"

I was diggin it bro......nice job...........

Very, very good..........even GREAT!