Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Merry Christmas
Thanks for all you do!
12-25-2008 | 12:16 AM
#8
Senior Member
Joined: 02-04-2008
Posts: 294
From: Ridgecrest, California
For those of you that remember the Rat Fink, here's something I wrote a few years back:
A RODDER'S CHRISTMAS CAROL
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all thru the shop,
I searched for the tools to hand to my pop.
Hotrodders, this night, all snug in their beds,
Would dream of a chopped top with fresh coat of lead.
Instructions were studied and we were inspired,
To hotrod this car, some assembly would be required.
We opened the boxes, my heart skipped a beat,
Let no parts be missing or parts incomplete!
When up on the roof I heard something pound,
I sprung to the window, to scream, "Keep it down!"
I looked on the roof, up not very far,
I saw a strange vehicle not like any car,
It had bits and pieces, it sure was no fake,
It came from Detroit, a little of each make.
'40 Chevy, '32 Ford, and even some Rambler,
A red light upfront reminiscent of a reindeer.
With a top hat and tails, his eye gave a wink,
It was "Big Daddy" and his friend, the Rat Fink!
This heap needs some big help, he said of our rod,
I have what you need, just give me a nod.
His helper's eyes were bloodshot and scary,
Flies buzzed his head that was very hairy.
Now bolt it, now weld it, with a bang and a thud,
We knew his work, this car wouldn't be a dud.
They worked through the night, with hammer and torch,
Out of their way, we dozed on the porch.
He jumped from the shop in a big cloud of dust,
Come dig this lead sled, Come quick! You must!
I threw open the door and opened the shutter,
The car was just perfect, paint glistened like butter.
We gazed at the car, Big Daddy was perplexed,
He was trying to decide just what to do next.
Something special was needed, a touch that he might,
Bestow on this Custom to make it just right.
As he stuck his finger on the side of his neck,
He flew thru the door to land on the rear deck.
He whipped out a brush, a gold handled Red Sable,
And added the touch, no picture or fable.
When he was done we beholded the sight,
It said "Merry Christmas,
And To All A Good Night"
A RODDER'S CHRISTMAS CAROL
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all thru the shop,
I searched for the tools to hand to my pop.
Hotrodders, this night, all snug in their beds,
Would dream of a chopped top with fresh coat of lead.
Instructions were studied and we were inspired,
To hotrod this car, some assembly would be required.
We opened the boxes, my heart skipped a beat,
Let no parts be missing or parts incomplete!
When up on the roof I heard something pound,
I sprung to the window, to scream, "Keep it down!"
I looked on the roof, up not very far,
I saw a strange vehicle not like any car,
It had bits and pieces, it sure was no fake,
It came from Detroit, a little of each make.
'40 Chevy, '32 Ford, and even some Rambler,
A red light upfront reminiscent of a reindeer.
With a top hat and tails, his eye gave a wink,
It was "Big Daddy" and his friend, the Rat Fink!
This heap needs some big help, he said of our rod,
I have what you need, just give me a nod.
His helper's eyes were bloodshot and scary,
Flies buzzed his head that was very hairy.
Now bolt it, now weld it, with a bang and a thud,
We knew his work, this car wouldn't be a dud.
They worked through the night, with hammer and torch,
Out of their way, we dozed on the porch.
He jumped from the shop in a big cloud of dust,
Come dig this lead sled, Come quick! You must!
I threw open the door and opened the shutter,
The car was just perfect, paint glistened like butter.
We gazed at the car, Big Daddy was perplexed,
He was trying to decide just what to do next.
Something special was needed, a touch that he might,
Bestow on this Custom to make it just right.
As he stuck his finger on the side of his neck,
He flew thru the door to land on the rear deck.
He whipped out a brush, a gold handled Red Sable,
And added the touch, no picture or fable.
When he was done we beholded the sight,
It said "Merry Christmas,
And To All A Good Night"
12-25-2008 | 08:13 AM
#9
Senior Member
Joined: 08-20-2006
Posts: 21,640
From: Hillsdale, Michigan
From our Home to Yours:
Happy Holidays
Happy Holidays
The Spirit of Christmas
I have a list of people I know
All written in a book
And every year at Christmastime
I go and take a look
And that is when I realise
That those names are a part
Not of the book they're written in
But of my very heart
For each name stands for someone
Who has crossed my path some time
And in that meeting they've become
A treasured friend of mine
And once you've met some people
The years can not erase
The memory of a pleasant word
Or a friendly face
So when I send a Christmas card
That is addressed to you
It's because you're on that list
Of folk I'm indebted to
And you are one of many folk who
In times past I've met
And happen to be one of those
I don't want to forget
And whether I have known you for
Many years or few
In some way you have a part in
Shaping things I do
This, the spirit of Christmas, that
Forever and ever endures
May it leave its richest blessing
In the hearts of you and yours.
-Anonymous
I have a list of people I know
All written in a book
And every year at Christmastime
I go and take a look
And that is when I realise
That those names are a part
Not of the book they're written in
But of my very heart
For each name stands for someone
Who has crossed my path some time
And in that meeting they've become
A treasured friend of mine
And once you've met some people
The years can not erase
The memory of a pleasant word
Or a friendly face
So when I send a Christmas card
That is addressed to you
It's because you're on that list
Of folk I'm indebted to
And you are one of many folk who
In times past I've met
And happen to be one of those
I don't want to forget
And whether I have known you for
Many years or few
In some way you have a part in
Shaping things I do
This, the spirit of Christmas, that
Forever and ever endures
May it leave its richest blessing
In the hearts of you and yours.
-Anonymous
