The Night Before Christmas - MB and Vintage Bike Style

Discussion in 'Off Topic' started by KilroyCD, Dec 17, 2008.

  1. KilroyCD

    KilroyCD Active Member

    Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shop,
    Nothing was moving, not even the mop.
    My workbench sat so empty and bare,
    In hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there.

    The bicycles were nestled all snug on their racks,
    With visions of happy riders perched on their backs.
    While I, in my greasy blue apron and cap,
    Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

    When down in the bike room, there arose such a clatter,
    I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
    Away to the shop I flew like an ace,
    Tripped over my cat and fell flat on my face.

    I stifled a curse meant for Shelby the cat,
    And I muttered to no one, "I meant to do that,"
    When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
    But a Columbia-built sleigh and eight GEBE reindeer,

    With an cyclist driving, so lively and quick,
    I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
    More rapid than Whizzers, onward they came,
    And he rung the bell twice and called them by name:

    "On Colson! On Roadmaster, Monark and Schwinn!
    On Columbia and Simplex, Huffman and Elgin!
    To the top of the bike shop's accessory wall,
    Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!"

    As dry leaves that behind a new Super Twin fly,
    When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
    So in through the window the coursers they flew
    With the sleigh full of bike stuff, and St. Nicholas too.

    And then, at the bike shop, I saw on the tile
    The prints in the snow of each whitewall Carlisle.
    As I drew a deep breath, and was turning around,
    From beneath the workbench, came St. Nick with a bound.

    He was dressed like a biker from head to foot,
    Tee-stirt and leathers, he looked like a hoot;
    A bundle of Titans he had flung on his back,
    And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

    His eyes - just like Delta lights! Dimples, how merry!
    His cheeks like roses, nose like a cherry!
    His droll little mouth drew up like a handlebar,
    And his beard was so white, it could be seen from afar.

    He puffed on a pipe that hung loose from his mouth,
    Standing next to an Zip Cycle I found down south.
    He had a broad face and a belly (I found)
    That shook like an Ingo - its wheels out-of-round.

    He was chubby and plump, a jolly old chap,
    I laughed to myself when I saw his Schwinn cap.
    A wink of his eye as he passed near the door
    Soon gave me to know I'd have balloon tires galore.

    He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work.
    He filled all bike racks; then turned with a jerk,
    And leaving a Cushman he'd found on eBay,
    And giving a nod, he returned to his sleigh.

    He picked up the reins, rang two times on his bell,
    And away they all flew like a bat out of h**l.
    But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
    "HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL! KEEP 'ON RIDING! GOOD- NIGHT!"
     

  2. KilroyCD

    KilroyCD Active Member

    Merry Christmas!
    :antlers: :antlers: :antlers: :antlers: :antlers: :antlers: :antlers: :antlers: :santa3:
     
  3. mabman

    mabman Member

    That's the Spirit Killroy, Merry Christmas to you and yours too.
     
  4. srdavo

    srdavo Active Member

    very creative, Chris

    thanks for sharing...

    Happy Holidays! :xmas:
     
  5. bikebum1975

    bikebum1975 Member

    Killroy loved that too cool thanks for sharing
     
  6. KilroyCD

    KilroyCD Active Member

    Bump

    Merry Christmas all!
     
  7. Zev0

    Zev0 Member

    Ride On, and to all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
     
  8. KilroyCD

    KilroyCD Active Member

    It's that time of the year again...

    I'm reposting this with some changes made from the original I posted two years ago. Enjoy!


    Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shop,
    Nothing was moving, not even the mop.
    My workbench sat so empty and bare,
    In hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there.

    The bicycles were nestled all snug on their racks,
    With visions of happy riders perched on their backs.
    While I, in my greasy blue apron and cap,
    Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

    When down in the bike room, there arose such a clatter,
    I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
    Away to the shop I flew like an ace,
    Tripped over my cat and fell flat on my face.

    I stifled a curse that was meant for the cat,
    And I muttered to no one, "I meant to do that,"
    When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
    But a Cranbrook sleigh and eight 2-stroke reindeer,

    With a cyclist driving, so lively and quick,
    I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
    More rapid than Whizzers, onward they came,
    And he rung the bell twice and called them by name:

    "On HT! On EZ, GEBE and Lifan!
    On Morini and Simplex, GruBee and Staton!
    To the top of the bike shop's accessory wall,
    Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!"

    As dry leaves that behind a new Super Twin fly,
    When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
    So in through the window the coursers they flew
    With the sleigh full of bike stuff, and St. Nicholas too.

    And then, at the bike shop, I saw on the tile
    The prints in the snow of each whitewall Carlisle.
    As I drew a deep breath, and was turning around,
    From beneath the workbench, came St. Nick with a bound.

    He was dressed like a biker from head to foot,
    Tee-stirt and leathers, he looked like a hoot;
    A bundle of Titans he had flung on his back,
    And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

    His eyes - just like Delta lights! Dimples, how merry!
    His cheeks like roses, nose like a cherry!
    His droll little mouth drew up like a handlebar,
    And his beard was so white, it could be seen from afar.

    He puffed on a pipe that hung loose from his mouth,
    Standing next to an Zip Cycle I found down south.
    He had a broad face and a belly (I found)
    That shook like an Ingo - its wheels out-of-round.

    He was chubby and plump, a jolly old chap,
    I laughed to myself when I saw his Harbor Freight cap.
    A wink of his eye as he passed near the door
    Soon gave me to know I'd have Greyhounds galore.

    He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work.
    He filled all bike racks; then turned with a jerk,
    And leaving a Cushman he'd found on eBay,
    And giving a nod, he returned to his sleigh.

    He picked up the reins, rang two times on his bell,
    And away they all flew like a bat out of h*ll.
    But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
    "HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL! KEEP 'ON RIDING! GOOD- NIGHT!"
     
  9. srdavo

    srdavo Active Member

    Excellent!!!

    Happy Holidays.
     
  10. machiasmort

    machiasmort Active Member

    Last Christmas Eve was the first time I ever heard this song. I’ve waited all year to do this for you all. There’s a little special significance behind it, but it by far blows away any other version I’ve ever heard.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cZ-8jYpa1-o

    Oh, and Merry Christmas guys!!!LOL!
     
  11. KilroyCD

    KilroyCD Active Member

    Marty, thank you for posting that link. That was a beautiful rendition of that song.
    Merry Christmas everyone!
     
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  12. ibdennyak

    ibdennyak Guest

    Ha ha.....Harbor Freight cap. That's good. :jester:
     
  13. GearNut

    GearNut Active Member

    Very talented women!
     
  14. machiasmort

    machiasmort Active Member

    Yeah they came Caroling and I threw them from my doorstep!

    So glad you guy's enjoyed... It blew me away, very powerful!!! It's got special significance to me, but I'll skip all that and say I liked the song in particularly and then heard that version... Wow, is all I can still say...

    They've got some other good one's also, but talk about a flock of Angels. If it could be that good here, I couldn't fathom what's awaiting! Hope it ain't a "dry concert"!!!
     
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  15. machiasmort

    machiasmort Active Member

    Oh, nicer weather on the way latter in the week!
     
  16. machiasmort

    machiasmort Active Member

    YAWN, FEELs nice not to shovel for a change,LOL!
     
  17. srdavo

    srdavo Active Member

    Happy Holidays Everybody!!!!
     
  18. james65

    james65 Member

    The best of everything to you and the wife wife. Hope to see you next summer.

    Jim
     
  19. KilroyCD

    KilroyCD Active Member

    Merry Christmas everyone!
     
  20. GearNut

    GearNut Active Member

    Merry Christmas to all!
     
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