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'Twas the Night After Christmas ..., 12/26/2012, 12:00 am

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    Reminder from: Crosley Yahoo! Group http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Crosley/cal Twas the Night After Christmas ... Wednesday December 26, 2012 12:00 am - 12:00
    Message 1 of 1 , Dec 25, 2012
      Reminder from: Crosley Yahoo! Group
      Title: 'Twas the Night After Christmas ...
      Date: Wednesday December 26, 2012
      Time: 12:00 am - 12:00 am
      Location: Anywhere., CROSLEY CAR OWNERS CLUB (CCOC)
      Notes: 'Twas the night after Christmas,
      And out in the shed
      Sat a tired old Crosley,
      Its battery dead.

      Its fenders were rusted,
      The floorpan had holes;
      The seats and the mats
      Had been eaten by voles.

      The tires had dry-rot,
      The gas tank was leaking;
      A turn of the wheel
      Sent tie rods to creaking.

      So I put on my coat
      With a weight on my heart,
      And went out to the shed
      To get it to start.

      The engine turned over.
      There arose such a clatter,
      I knew from the sound
      It was tower-gear chatter.

      And under the dashboard
      There came a bright flash.
      The wiring harness
      Had just turned to ash!

      "I've had it with Crosleys!",
      I finally swore -
      "Enough is too much!
      I can't take any more!"

      When from the rear seat
      A voice with a twang
      From the state of New York
      Then hollowly rang:

      "How you doin'?" I heard,
      As he tapped on my shoulder.
      "I'm Ed Herzog," he said
      As the wires still smoldered.

      "This one can be saved;
      There's no reason to grieve.
      All you need is some faith.
      Man, you've got to believe!"

      "A hammer, some duct tape -
      Get me more tools.
      When we work on these cars,
      We just make up the rules."

      "We'll get her cranked over.
      No way that she'll stall;
      Still, stand over there
      With your back to the wall."

      A cough and a sputter,
      The cacophony stunning -
      I couldn't believe it!
      The Crosley was running!

      The ghost winked at me
      And said (kicking a tire)
      "Whatever you do,
      Do not touch this wire!"

      Ed Herzog then vanished,
      And I saw with a start
      That when the smoke cleared,
      He had left me some parts.

      So I opened the shed door
      And let the hood down,
      Then slid into place
      To go out on the town.

      And I thought to myself
      As I clashed second gear:
      Merry Christmas to all,
      and a Happy New Year!
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