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From: Rai A
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Twas The Night Before Christmas - Hippie
Style
'Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the
house,
Things were real mellow...
Even Irving, the Mouse.
Our boots
were hung up,
The incense was lit,
In hope that St. Nick
Would soon do
his bit.
The tree was decked out;
It was really a sight,
With love
beads and flowers
And a flashing strobe light.
Wearing my
T-shirt
From Woodstock Nation,
I was getting into some good
meditation.
And my chick was doing some yoga in bed,
munching a fruit
cake,
While propped on her head.
Then...pow!!...in the
night...
...a hullabaloo!
It shook the waterbed
And woke up old
Blue.
I stumbled around
And tripped on my beard.
It stuck to my
toes
And felt really weird.
When I got to the window,
I was really
uptight,
'cause the scene I perceived
Was a mind blowing
sight!
What through my shades
Did I see through the snow,
But eight
tiny mooses
And a wild U.F.O.!
With this hip dude inside,
Looking
kinky and groovy...
I flashed..."If this ain't Nick
It must be the late
movie."
They blew in from the cosmos
Like some far-out caboose
And
this fat cat kept yelling
At each midget moose:
"Right on, Dasher! On,
Dancer!
GET IT ON...DO YOUR THING.
Get your bods in high gear, now,
And
move this machine!"
Then onto the roof
They flew with a shout,
The
whole Cosmic Crew
Really freaked me out!
They caused such a
hassle
And made such a fuss,
I thought someone would call
The fuzz down
on us.
But before I could say, "COOL IT!...
HOLD DOWN THAT LOUD
JIVE,"
Nick zapped toward the chimney
And leaped in with a dive!
As
he trucked from the fireplace,
His smile all agleam,
I thought, "ITS
UNREAL!
It must be a dream!"
Then he nodded and said,
"This isn't a
bummer...
Like, I've come in peace,
To groove my Yule Number."
His
duds were all fur,
Trimmed in leather and such
And he came on stone
funky...
...he was really too much.
His back pack was painted
With
black light festoon,
Full of albums and posters
And a neon
balloon.
His eyes, a light show!
His beard, da-glo bright!
A
plastic, fantastic,
Kaleidoscope sight!
He looked like a guru,
This
beautiful cat...
...I thought, like, wow!
...This dude knows where its
at!
"Don't want to sound heavy,"
He said with a grin,
"My message
is simple
So dig it, tune in."
"I brought you some goodies,
But
that's not the thing.
My real trip is bringing
Good vibes to this
scene."
So we rapped until dawn
About Peace, Love and Truth,
Then
he said, "Gotta split, now,
Or I'll be late in Duluth."
He wiggled his
nose and said,
"I did my bit"
And straight up the smoke hole
This fat
cat did split!
As he sped from the roof
And into the air,
He
shouted, "Let's get it together,
All you people down there!"
"Merry
Christmas To All
And to all a Good Night!"
And then in a flash,
He
streaked outta sight!
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Sometimes you have to go out on a limb to turn over a new leaf
Don't trust his words, trust his actions.
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