It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like Christmas
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It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like ChristmasIt's Christmas Time everyone, and I got a little challenge for you! |
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RE: It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like ChristmasOne Elusive Gift Last edited by bandit1192 12-04-2010 at 07:10:51 AM |
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RE: It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like ChristmasSo true, bandit, the best gift is the gift of love! And when you think about, that's what Christmas is all about. Brilliant poem, thank you so much for sharing! |
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RE: It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like ChristmasThe Toy Train |
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RE: It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like ChristmasThanks londo for the very awesome christmas story. Made me smile. |
The best gifts are those that you love, lol!! Thanks for the poem!!!
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RE: It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like Christmas - CHALLENGE ACCEPTEDQuote: Originally Posted by SuperChick62 It's Christmas Time everyone, and I got a little challenge for you! BEGINNERS' CHALLENGE: Write a poem about Christmas. INTERMEDIATE CHALLENGE: Write about about Christmas, has to be a story. EXPERTS' CHALLENGE: Same as INTERMEDIATE but has to be at least 6 stanzas, and has to be inspired by your own life.(don't need a real-life story, but it has to be INSPIRED by your life) OPTIONAL: Some pictures to help, but you don't have to use 'em if you don't want. I accept your challenge, and do you one better, Here is my Country Story/Song. Inspired (loosely) by a few things that happed one Christmas a while back, and Charlie Daniels' - "Uneasy Rider". Trouble in Christmas Town (to the tune of Uneasy Rider) I was pullin' a load in my big truck Hopein' for a piece of good luck But the weather was fightin' back a pile a snow. Just as I crossed the county line I saw the highway turn a bit white And I knew that sky was about to dump it's load. Well the clouds opened up and I got uptight 'Cause there wasn't a snow plow anywhere in sight So I just pushed on down the road but not very far I went as far as I could and when I stopped the truck It was right in front of this bit'o luck A warm lookin' joint called the "Pussy Cat Gentlemen's Bar" Well I pulled on my jacket and pulled down my hat I told the waitress I had enough of that And could she bring me coffee and point me towards the telephone Well there was one thing I was sure happy to see There wasn't a soul in the place except for her and me And she just flashed a smile and showed me where to call home I called up my boss and in his own way He told me that load was to be delivered today He had nine trucks already out stuck in the snow I said,"Now, it's TEN. I'm stuck where I'm at!" And I didn't bother to tell him that I sure as hell didn't want any other place to go I ordered up supper feelin proud of myself When this guy walked in who looked just like an elf With a wierd hat, funny shoes, standing about three foot four Well he looked at me and I damn near died And I knew I shouldn't judge a man by his size So I said “Hell son! Come in away from that door!” Just when I thought I'd warmed up in my skin three more short dudes come strollin' in With this a gray hair old fella combed over his empty top. I tried to get away from the door when the older one Said, "Is that your truck in the snow out there, son?" Your a long way from home, and this weather doesn't look like it'll ever stop.” Now the last thing I wanted was to think about snow with this pretty little lady with the smile that glowed Especially when she was smiling and looking real friendly towards me I said “You bet!” and then I let slip that the bunk in back was fully equipped and that waitress' eyes sparkled and she smiled as wide as could be Now Comb Over decided to pull up a chair and the others started playin cards way down there And the old man said "The Govenor's gone called out the cops." "The radio said it's an emergency! He's shut down the roads and mercy me he's canceled all flights and mandated traffic stops!" Well that sounded bad but I was lookin' to see If Little Miss Smiles might come bunk with me But the old man kept on tellin' us what the radio said He said "Would you believe this man has gone as far As pullin apart familes driving in different cars And we have jobs and kids that need to be fed." He went on about his job as a clown Travel all summer to visit small towns But at Christmas time they'd really make a fuss! He told us about the Orphans and it was sad and when he got near the end I was really mad I stood on my chair and hollered “They can't do that to us!" About that time two Deputies from the local Sheriff office came in out of the breeze and asked “Miss Martha, is every thing here all right? They both looked real close at me and gray hair and I quietly stepped down off my chair The last thing I wanted was a jail cell for the night. "I'm fine Jim.” she said with a laugh “I got a fresh pot of coffee started out in the back. And I can get you boys somethin' to eat if ya fancy a bite." “We came in after the red Cadallac We spotted tucked in next to the truck out back,” He said “It sorta stood out in the snow against the white.” He said “The Sheriff's put out an A.P.B. For 'Red Suit Gang' out from Tennessee Robbing shopin' malls while doin' a song and dance.” They all started starein' and I felt kinda sick And I knew I better think of something pretty quick So I just reached out and kicked old comb over right in the pants. All of a sudden the whole damned croud Was movin' and hollerin really loud Climbin over ole gray and headed toward the door at a trot And I guess I shoulda tried to help stop that run But somehow I just couldn't resist the fun Of watchin' four dwarves scramble for the parking lot Well they were headed for their car and they sure were fast but the fuzz spun around and headed 'em off at the pass Before it was done there was a ton o' dust in the air Well they had those Deputies tryin to catch'em' Like the Keystone Cops would be better to Fetch'em And all five were in the back 'fore the Sheriff got there I didn't hit the road till nearly three days later Miss Martha took good care of this Florida Gator For a Christmas weekend where I was the star Each Christmas my boss thinks I've lost my mind I get my truck stuck at that county line And spend it at the “Pussy Cat Gentlemen's Bar” (c)2010 Written and performed (only once) By -Paul- |
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RE: It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like ChristmasIN THE WEE HOURS OF MY JOURNEY SANTA WAS MY EYES |
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RE: It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like ChristmasThank you so much, lovefrommom, for that very entertaining story. I love Charlie Daniel's band, and that song's awesome. I can totally see that being sung to the same tune. Awesome, write! |
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RE: It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like ChristmasThe Time With Christmas in the Air 
Time, a moment in an eternity When a day can seem to last forever And you can almost believe That your time will not be, not ever You ask It, when will it end? When will our time begin? But slowly the seconds pass Turning themselves into minutes Turning into hours and days Until the tension begins to rest And I count what’s left I can feel Christmas in the air… And now, at last the time has come When the joy seems to shine around us The carols played, the songs sung Now we’ll be able to shine through love And everything is getting better As our day is getting closer The cold seems to warm my heart When I find myself praying for snow Very soon, now, Forever will start And everything will be easier, I know For I’ve seen it happen before And so much more I can feel Christmas in the air… I’ve been away for far too long Some days, it seemed to take forever Some days, it just wasn’t enough But soon, baby, we’ll be together We’ll never have to worry again Loneliness’ fight shall end The Time has come at last Our Time can now shine its light No more living in the past When my world is painted so bright With the your love that’s everywhere With Christmas is in the air… I can feel Christmas in the air… Last edited by SuperChick62 12-09-2010 at 08:21:44 PM |
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RE: It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like ChristmasThank you so much for that brilliant write, BlueHeron. It really does capture how most people's minds deal with the concept of Christmas. I like the last line a lot. Good job! |
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RE: It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like ChristmasI've just posted my song/poem -- > Trouble in Christmas Town < -- Clicky Link Last edited by lovefrommom 12-10-2010 at 04:39:15 PM |
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RE: It's Beginning To Look a Lot Like ChristmasCheck out Sk8erpoet's new Christmas poem: Last edited by SuperChick62 12-10-2010 at 10:00:02 PM |
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