Merry Xmas and Happy New Year To All,Sid Parkinson and the "Golden Lancer"--On Fri, Dec 14, 2018 at 3:53 PM 'Mark Evans' via The 1962 to 1965 Mopar Mail List Clubhouse <1962to1965mopars@googlegroups.com > wrote:Merry Christmas to you Gary and thanks for all your efforts to bring this resourceful group together
Mark Evans
> On Dec 14, 2018, at 12:44 PM, <62-65-mail-list-club@ornocar.org > <62-65-mail-list-club@ornocar.org > wrote:
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> Hi all,
>
> A few versions of this verse have been posted to the mail list over the previous years. The sentiment remains constant
> though. Merry Christmas all! Thanks for your support and contributions to the 1962 to 1965 Mopar Mail List
> discussion! :)
>
> Gary H.
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> T'was the night before Christmas when all through the garage,
> Not a creature was stirring, not even a Dodge.
> The tires were hung by the chimney with care,
> In hopes that Saint Nicholas would fill them with air.
> The children were nestled all snug in their stalls,
> While visions of tire smoke were shadowing the walls.
> Ma in her white walls, and I in my blacks,
> Had just settled down for a matter of fact.
> When out on the lawn there rose such a fuss,
> I sped from my stall like a jet-propelled bus.
> Away to the door I flew like a flash,
> Forgot the black ice and slipped on my ash.
> The moon on the crest of the new fallen snow
> Gave the luster of fresh wax to objects below.
> If what to my wondering eyes should appear,
> But a 1962 Mopar with toys in the rear.
> The little old driver sped on so quick,
> I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick.
> Then in a moment I heard on the rooftop,
> The skidding of the tires as he came to a stop.
> As I backed away and turned around,
> Down the chimney Saint Nicholas came with a bound.
> He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot,
> And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
> He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
> Filled the tires, checked the oil, and turned with a jerk.
> He sprang to his car, to the motor he gave the gas,
> It must be a Max Wedge it moved so fast.
> But I heard him exclaim as he sped out of sight,
> Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good Mopar night!
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