T'was the Week Before Christmas

Venom Power

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Okay boys and girl. Here is a poem I wrote last year and posted on the Efool forum. Not all of us had the displeasure of being a part of that forum so this poem may be familiar to many yet new at the same time. It mentions some old kills but still it fits the occasion and I thought it would bring some Christmas cheer to our holy place. Enjoy...

T’was the week before Christmas driving fast in a great hurry;
Not a thing could be seen ‘cause everything to looked blurry.

While looking for prey switching a highway ramp;
He appeared back in the distance flashing his Mopar head lamps.

I let off the throttle and slowed down with care;
In hopes that he’ll catch up and it will be fair.

I was warm and nestled all snug in my seat;
Feeling calm and collected ‘cause this truck won’t be beat.

And #1900 with her high octane and me in my Santa cap;
I checked to make sure my seatbelt was strapped...

When out of my tail pipes there arose such a roar;
And a S281 in my mirror just asking for more.

So away after a downshift I flew like a flash;
Laughing as he gave up with a new rip for an ass.

The bright sun on the breast of the asphalt could blind;
Gave luster to the supercharged object left behind.

When, what from his wondering eyes would fast disappear;
But a silver colored sleigh with over 500 reindeer.

With me as the driver, so lively and quick;
He’ll remember the cap and say he was whipped by St. Nick.

I remembered the past of the many I defeated;
How many more will be angry? How many more will be heated?

More rapid than eagles the rivals went as they came;
Yet I whistle as I passed them and called them by name:

“Now Saleen! Now Supra! Now Cobra and M5
On Lightning! On Hemi, On S4 all wheel drive.

From the entrance ramp of the freeway to the fast lane wall;
Now I'm on my way! So move out my way! Or get blown away all.â€

But next was an Audi, an A4 as they say;
He thought he could outrun me but definitely not today.

So fast up the freeway screaming horses they flew;
With a sleigh full of high octane, and my Santa hat too.

I hovered right at 120 as I played with him a while;
Then with a shift of a gear 145 read the dial.

I could imagine his disappointment as I drove out of sight;
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!â€
 
And what's wrong with goosebumps Mikey? I get them every time I enter one of your threads..
 
Venom Power said:
And what's wrong with goosebumps Mikey? I get them every time I enter one of your threads..
Ewwwwwwwwwwww :D
 
Hahahahahahahahaha!!! He said enter and Mikey in the same sentence........AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHaahahahhahahahaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha:D
 
Rockin Ronnie said:
Hahahahahahahahaha!!! He said enter and Mikey in the same sentence........AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHaahahahhahahahaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha:D
Ha, it was goosebumps that grossed me out :D
 
Venom Power said:
Okay boys and girl. Here is a poem I wrote last year and posted on the Efool forum. Not all of us had the displeasure of being a part of that forum so this poem may be familiar to many yet new at the same time. It mentions some old kills but still it fits the occasion and I thought it would bring some Christmas cheer to our holy place. Enjoy...

T’was the week before Christmas driving fast in a great hurry;
Not a thing could be seen ‘cause everything to looked blurry.

While looking for prey switching a highway ramp;
He appeared back in the distance flashing his Mopar head lamps.

I let off the throttle and slowed down with care;
In hopes that he’ll catch up and it will be fair.

I was warm and nestled all snug in my seat;
Feeling calm and collected ‘cause this truck won’t be beat.

And #1900 with her high octane and me in my Santa cap;
I checked to make sure my seatbelt was strapped...

When out of my tail pipes there arose such a roar;
And a S281 in my mirror just asking for more.

So away after a downshift I flew like a flash;
Laughing as he gave up with a new rip for an ass.

The bright sun on the breast of the asphalt could blind;
Gave luster to the supercharged object left behind.

When, what from his wondering eyes would fast disappear;
But a silver colored sleigh with over 500 reindeer.

With me as the driver, so lively and quick;
He’ll remember the cap and say he was whipped by St. Nick.

I remembered the past of the many I defeated;
How many more will be angry? How many more will be heated?

More rapid than eagles the rivals went as they came;
Yet I whistle as I passed them and called them by name:

“Now Saleen! Now Supra! Now Cobra and M5
On Lightning! On Hemi, On S4 all wheel drive.

From the entrance ramp of the freeway to the fast lane wall;
Now I'm on my way! So move out my way! Or get blown away all.â€

But next was an Audi, an A4 as they say;
He thought he could outrun me but definitely not today.

So fast up the freeway screaming horses they flew;
With a sleigh full of high octane, and my Santa hat too.

I hovered right at 120 as I played with him a while;
Then with a shift of a gear 145 read the dial.

I could imagine his disappointment as I drove out of sight;
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!â€


Great Poem Anthony... All the best to you this holiday season...
Merry Christmas bud.... you :rock:
 

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