batman48195
I never get tired of driving it!
Saw this in a Shelby Cobra format and modifed for us Boss owners. Enjoy!
The Night before Christmas Boss Style….
... 'Twas the night before Christmas and out in the garage,
There wasn't a trace of a Honda or even a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with my Boss a bit.
I popped the release and lifted the hood,
When a deep voice behind me said "Wow, that looks good."
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
And there, by the workbench, stood good ole Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not sure what to say,
Then he said "don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh?
"No way, Santa" I said with a grin,
"But if you've got the time, we can go for a spin!"
His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow,
Turned into a smile and he said "Sure! Let's go!!"
So as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat,
We quietly pushed the ole Boss to the street,
Then, taking our places to coast down the hill,
I turned on the key and I let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him quite by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With tires a' screaming and side pipes aglow,
We headed on out to where the hot rodders go.
And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
With every shift up as I banged through the gears.
Then he yelled "can't recall when I've felt so alive!"
So I backed off the gas and asked Santa to drive.
Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights he shook at his knees!
The Boss exploded with side exhaust sound!
Santa dropped the clutch and the tires shook the ground!
Power shift into second, again into third!
I sat there just watching, at loss for a word,
Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, it's one hell of a night!!!"
... 'Twas the night before Christmas and out in the garage,
There wasn't a trace of a Honda or even a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with my Boss a bit.
I popped the release and lifted the hood,
When a deep voice behind me said "Wow, that looks good."
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
And there, by the workbench, stood good ole Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not sure what to say,
Then he said "don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh?
"No way, Santa" I said with a grin,
"But if you've got the time, we can go for a spin!"
His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow,
Turned into a smile and he said "Sure! Let's go!!"
So as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat,
We quietly pushed the ole Boss to the street,
Then, taking our places to coast down the hill,
I turned on the key and I let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him quite by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With tires a' screaming and side pipes aglow,
We headed on out to where the hot rodders go.
And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
With every shift up as I banged through the gears.
Then he yelled "can't recall when I've felt so alive!"
So I backed off the gas and asked Santa to drive.
Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights he shook at his knees!
The Boss exploded with side exhaust sound!
Santa dropped the clutch and the tires shook the ground!
Power shift into second, again into third!
I sat there just watching, at loss for a word,
Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, it's one hell of a night!!!"
