ceb58
Senior Member
- Location
- Raeford, NC
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the shop not a creature was stirring not even a watt. The tool belts were hung by the transformer with care hoping Roger would soon be there.
The electricians were nestled all snug in their trucks while visions of meggers danced in their head. And mama in her bikini and I in my coveralls had just settled down for a short:smile: winters nap.
When out in the yard I heard such a clatter, I thought it was copper thieves, so I sprang from my bed to what was the matter. Away to the window I flew, like a general contractor who owes you money, and threw up the sash.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature sleigh and eight tinny moderators.
With a driver so lively and quick I knew in a moment it must be Roger. And he whistled and shouted and called them by name.
Now Jim now Bob! now Charlie now Don
On Derick on George on Bryan and Bill Addis
To the top of the house and the bottom of the ditch
Now dash away dash away all!
So up to the top of the house the moderators flew with the sleigh full of tools and Roger too.
As I drew in my head and was turning around down the chimney Roger came with a bound.
He was all dressed in fur from head to foot. And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot (Arc Flash)
A bundle of tools he had flung on his back and he looked like a sales rep. just opening his pack.
He spoke not a word but went straight to his work. Tearing out the service with a jerk. And laying his finger inside his nose up the chimney he rose!
He jumped in the sleigh and to his team gave a whistle. And away they flew like a trunk slammer who just go paid.
But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
LOCK ALL THESE STUIPED THREADS LIKE THIS ONE! AND
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND ALL A GOOD NIGHT
The electricians were nestled all snug in their trucks while visions of meggers danced in their head. And mama in her bikini and I in my coveralls had just settled down for a short:smile: winters nap.
When out in the yard I heard such a clatter, I thought it was copper thieves, so I sprang from my bed to what was the matter. Away to the window I flew, like a general contractor who owes you money, and threw up the sash.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature sleigh and eight tinny moderators.
With a driver so lively and quick I knew in a moment it must be Roger. And he whistled and shouted and called them by name.
Now Jim now Bob! now Charlie now Don
On Derick on George on Bryan and Bill Addis
To the top of the house and the bottom of the ditch
Now dash away dash away all!
So up to the top of the house the moderators flew with the sleigh full of tools and Roger too.
As I drew in my head and was turning around down the chimney Roger came with a bound.
He was all dressed in fur from head to foot. And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot (Arc Flash)
A bundle of tools he had flung on his back and he looked like a sales rep. just opening his pack.
He spoke not a word but went straight to his work. Tearing out the service with a jerk. And laying his finger inside his nose up the chimney he rose!
He jumped in the sleigh and to his team gave a whistle. And away they flew like a trunk slammer who just go paid.
But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
LOCK ALL THESE STUIPED THREADS LIKE THIS ONE! AND
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND ALL A GOOD NIGHT
