The Night Before Christmas
Twas the Night before Christmas just beside the garage
was our old two tone hot rod called, "It's Just A Mirage"
The snow was glistening on the fenders as it fell
and the grill wavered red with a bow and a bell
As the people drove by and rounded the loop
they're attention was drawn to the brite Hillborn scoop
Though the houses were lit in our Christmasy circle
all the eyes opened wide when they saw two tone purple
Mag wheels twinkled brite in a starry array
as the body chrome danced off the chaser display
A knock came on the door from a jolly old gent
he said, "The reindeer took sick and my runners got bent"
Santa had a dilemma and he couldn't be late
so i threw him the keys to the Hemi V8
In a hotrod sleigh he was off in a poof
with a brite red Santa hat on top of the roof
With the blower thumpin and the gears runnin tight
Santa laid rubber into the night
If on Christmas Eve Night there’s a stir in the garage
Take a peek out the window
“It’s Just A Mirage”
by Barry Anderson