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On a bright Christmas morning, there’s snow on the ground
Uncommon in Dallas, but we can’t hear a sound.
The grandkids aren’t here yet, their plans went awry
So they waited in Austin for the roads to get dry.

It snowed hard last night, we really got pelted
But they say after lunch it will mostly be melted.
The local TV guys sent weather trucks west
Where roads were the slickest and wrecks were the best.

The sand trucks soon covered the on-ramps and bridges
So the roads are all safe now except for some ridges.
The day is all clear and quite sunny and nice,
But later we know it will turn back to ice.

The stockings are hung, and they bulge with their loot
Of trinkets and candy and money and fruit.
Their presents are wrapped-up and under the tree,
Soon to be opened with shouts of great glee.

The flames in the fireplace are warm and appealing,
We’re hoping the soot doesn’t rise to the ceiling.
The logs in the firebox are fake and use gas
(Hauling in wood is a pain in the ass.)

The ribs that I smoke every year--it’s tradition
Are fridged in the garage, there’s no room in the kitchen.
Great grandma baked pies, they’re already tasted
One small slice of each, not a single bite wasted.

We know that as sure as we plan for St. Nick
That one of the wee ones is bound to get sick.
When the phone rang on Wednesday we just sorta’ knew
That a seven-year-old had a hundred and two.

The kids will all come, spend the day, hug our necks
And say that we’re sweet when we give them their checks.
With cards now all written—we just got them sent
I think our go-getters have got up and went.

So we’ll both settle back, watch the news, have a beer
Merry Christmas to all, have a happy new year.
 
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That was quite impressive, Merry Christmas, Wayne!
 
Most excellent, Wayne. Merry Christmas to you all. We're waiting until Sunday also.
 
Awesome, Wayne! I really love your sense of humor in this and many other posts. :yes:
 
You're an exceptional BS artist, Wayne, whether free prose or in meter. :D

Excellent!
 
I always laugh at the south when a dusting sends them all into armageddon mode.
 
Great stuff, Wayne. Merry Christmas!
 
I always laugh at the south when a dusting sends them all into armageddon mode.

It wasn't that bad, Ed.

But, the problem here is not the snow (which we get rarely), but rather, the ice, which can be and often is extremely treacherous, no matter where you learned to drive.

The best sport then is watching nimrods in 4-wheel-drive trucks who think they're immune from the laws of physics and traction.
 
It wasn't that bad, Ed.

But, the problem here is not the snow (which we get rarely), but rather, the ice, which can be and often is extremely treacherous, no matter where you learned to drive.

The best sport then is watching nimrods in 4-wheel-drive trucks who think they're immune from the laws of physics and traction.

Those nimrods are up here too. In the ditches up here in the winter you see the fast and furious fart can wannabes and the suvs mostly, or so it seems. You can go fast on ice, you just cant change direction fast.
 
Most of them seem to be pretty adept at getting them moving. Somehow they don't seem quite as skillful at making them go where they want or getting them stopped.

It wasn't that bad, Ed.

But, the problem here is not the snow (which we get rarely), but rather, the ice, which can be and often is extremely treacherous, no matter where you learned to drive.

The best sport then is watching nimrods in 4-wheel-drive trucks who think they're immune from the laws of physics and traction.
 
Wow...VERY impressive Wayne!
 
Wayne, you are truly gifted, and never cease to amaze me. :yes:
 
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