It be dat time of year, people singin some Christmas Cheer...Slappy thinks this followin piece written by Dunaholic is downright perfect for da season...

Christmas time y'all, Santa be needin some paddles...

A Slappy Christmas Story

Twas the night before Christmas
and out at comp hill
not a sand rail was running
not even Big Bills'
The flags were all hung
marking our camp with care
in hopes that St. Slappy
soon would be there.

The buggy and Banshee
were snug in their beds
while visions of big bowls
danced in my head.

And Mama in her nighty
and I in my boots
We will definately keep warm
with all of our poots. (beans for dinner)

When out in the dunes
arose such a clatter
I sprang from my sleeping bag
to see what was the matter.

The moon on the breast
on the new wind blown sand
made me give thanks
to mothers G's hand.

When, what to my wondering
eyes should appear
but one bad ais buggy
and eight tiny reindeer.

With a smiling driver
hooting and yellin'
Could this be St. Slappy?
I guess, theres really no tellin'

More rapid than Eagles
His courses they came
and he whistled and shouted
and called them by name

Now Kenny
Now Keithski
Now Jason
and Zogman
On Spodeboy
On Rubths
On Fasthighjumper
And Bansheebuddy

To the top of comp hill
to the top of the wall
Now dash away! Dash away!
Dash Away all!

So to the edge of my camp
is where they then flew
with that buggy full of toys
and St. Slappy too

As I checked my head
and was turning around
Down in my favorite lawn chair
St. Slappy sat down

His gear was the best
As I handed him beer
And then he asked me
Have you been dunin' much this year?"

A bundle of toys
he had flung on his back
and he looked like a peddler
opening his sack.

His Eyes how they twinkled
as he spoke of the dunes
I thought how lucky I was
but St. Slappy said "I have to be leaving soon."

I asked him to stay
and he chuckled at me
said " I got a lot of
little duners to visit in their sleep."

He had a broad face
and a little beer belly
that like mine, shook when he laughed
like a bowl full of jelly

He spoke no more words
but went straight to his work
changed the plugs on my buggy
then turned with a jerk

he sprang to his buggy
to his team gave a whistle
and away they all flew
like the down of a thistle

But I heard him exclaim
as he wisked off like a broom
"remember my friends."
that "NOBODY DUNE LIKE SLAPPY DUNE......."

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cool poem

That's awesome!!!

That's one cool poem guy. good job

that was effin awsome!!!

I think I wrote that like three years ago. Thanks for putting it up again for me Slappy.

Your welcome, but my names not Slappy

Thats because I bumped it back up.
Check the dates on the posts.
Slappy reposted it in his forum back in 2002.
I remembered it and went looking for it last week.
Great poem.

Oh, Ok....

loved the poem ..