Flying Golf Cart

[ForBruce]

Twas the night before Xmas and all through my pad ,
I ran like hell for presents so no one would be mad.

With my chick on the sofa and me on the floor ,
I just conked out for a forty wink snore,
When out in left field they came such a noise,
I broke from my sack to watch Santa with the toys,

Up on the roof , and a slide down the spout,
I won't complain , I won't even pout,
If I get a gift , I be lucky this year ,
If nothing arrives ...well nothing to fear .

Bye my friend and have a good day,
I'm off to work for the same old pay.
If I win the lottery, Will work no more ,
I'll buy a new Golf Cart and be out the door.

In a moment , a flash , a time so quick,
Driving Across the States , just like old nick,
Oh Well ,When I 'm gone ,no one will cry,
But Some will remember Seeing a Golf Cart in the sky,
With a crazy old driver . loose on the night,
Drag racing Santa and giving the raindeers a fright,

Some will remember this Xmas story
of a crazy old man in his glory,
As the Indians tell the tales of the goose,
Stanta will tell of his race with the Bruce.


Merry xmas to All

[Gasser]

Nice!