Twas the Night Before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not a Cobra, not even a Rousch.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Cobra goodies would soon be there.
The GCC Guys were nestled all snug in their beds,
With dreams of slithering cruises dancing in their heads.
And Naja in his snakeskin, and Skip in his cap,
Had just settled down for a long winters nap.
When out of the garage there arose such a loud clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the garage door I flew like a flash,
Swung open the door and saw a man with a Cobra stash.
The lights of the garage gave illumination to a sight to behold,
It was an image of something to be told.
When, what to my excited eyes should appear,
But a Beasty Blue Cobra, with 581 cubic inches being towed by 8 tiny reindeer.
With a long haired driver, so lively and sharp,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Mark.
More rapid than Tim, his horsepower they came,
And he whistled, shouted and called them by name.
Now Tom, now Bull, now Scotty and Gary.
On Skip, on Naja, on Mike and Kerry.
To the Christmas tree and to the end of the drag strip,
Now speed away, go as fast as you can and don't trip.
And then, in a twinkling of the Christmas tree,
I heard sounds of horsepower and something sweet.
As I looked up to see the race,
There sat Tim in disgrace.
Marky Mark spoke not a word, but went straight to the pits,
Cause after all, Tim and Mark are as tight as Cobra kits.
And laying his hand on Tim's shoulder,
He gave a nod to Tim that I am wise and older.
Not to be outdone, Tim knew he would get even,
So off Tim went to Centerville, Mo to do some scheming.
And when he came into town,
Tim schemed of a way to make Mark look like a clown.
Tim spotted the County Mounty in a plain jane wrapper,
So he told Mark to do a burnout as a capper.
Much to his surprise,
Soon Mark found the Po-Po next to his Cobra in disguise.
So Mark sprang to his feet, to give his Serpent team a show,
And away he flew down the street on the go.
All were heard to exclaim as he drove out of sight,
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a Good-night.
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in two pieces, and waiting for parts, (wait for it....)
