Now I know I wrote and posted this poem before on the Inn but I can't seem to find it to bump it up, so I'll just repost it again this year. I hope you all have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year and thank you for being Innmates here at the Inn. Enjoy.

Was the night before Christmas And all over the town
Not a creature was stirring
No one seemed to be around.

The town seemed quiet
A slight breeze in the air
No sign of Santa Clause
To be had anywhere.

The people were nestled
All snug in their racks
The pressures of real life
This night off their backs.

Suddenly the quiet was broken
The calm of night swept away
Something bright and moving fast
Was headed the towns way.

A roar of thunder
The screeching of wheels
St Nicholas so loudly
Did he so suddenly appear.

No Rudolph, no reindeers
No sled had he
But a magical 71 Harley Fatboy
As bright red as could be.

The people so amazed
Came forth to see
A leather jacket clad Santa
A helmet wore he.

Astride the Harley
He so calmly sat
A true road warrior
But without his red and white hat.

On the tail of his bike
A big ole red sack
Full of toys and candy
And many magical nick knacks.

On the wind music
The people could clearly hear
A song Santa was singing
To dispel the people's fear.

"Bye, Bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levy
But the levy was dry
Those little worker elves
Were drinking whisky and rye
Singing no more does Santa have to fly."

Santa had ridden
For many an hour
His legs were weak
From the massive Harley's power.

He watched as the people
Came out to linger
A little boy picking his nose
With the tip of a finger.

A long road had he traveled
From the start of this magical night
The end of this road
Still far out of sight.

Looking them over
A smile on his white bearded face
He knew right away
That this was the place.

Feeling that familiar feeling
Deep down inside
He knew the time had come
To no longer hide.

And so with a wave
And a short time to burn
He hopped off the Harley
And to the people did turn.

"Merry Christmas to all
This fine lovely night
A nice wind you have
Yet with a bit of a bite."

"My bag of gifts
Happily I open to thee
But where is your nearest bathroom
As I really have to pee."

The next ten minutes
Went by so quick
The towns folk happy
With the gifts they all had picked.

Finally Santa returned
Relived of his bladder
Sat down on the motorcycle
Much lighter then fatter.

He looked at the people
still standing around
A hand into his pocket
And a gold coin was found.

Throwing the coin
To the nearest 21 year old teen
He asked for a shot
Of the towns best Jim Bean.

The shot arrived
Santa quickly drank it down
Got back on his bike
A last look at the town.

He started the engine
With a loud roar
Revved the engine
For a count of four.

The bike was then moving
Quickly out of sight
The people yet heard him
Call out into the night.

"Take this day
Hold it close and tight
Lets all try
To make it so right"

"Be happy
Be full of life
Be loving to children
Family, a girlfriend, a wife"

"Just remember I know if you've been
Naughty or nice.
Merry Christmas to all
And have a good night."

Best Santa and Rudolph ever.....


Ody

now I think I'm scared of Santa Claus!

Thanks again Ody another childhood myth destroyed


MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE

Sort of makes you glad you just got a lump of coal......

I'll take the shot of Jim Beam