DECEMBER
My Contribution to the Holiday Season :)
Twas the night before Hicksmas and all through the house,
All the creatures were dancing, even a mouse.
The CDs were hung from the rafters with care,
In hopes that our SoulMan soon would be there.
The Soul Patrol was snuggled up close in their beds
While visions of Taylor danced through their heads.
And me in my Tshirt and Soul Patrol Cap
Had just settled in for a CD listening snap.
When out on the lawn there arose such commotion
I looked out my window to see a strange motion.
Out the front door I flew like a flash!
But stopped just a moment before the mad dash.
The moon shone bright on the new fallen snow.
And lit up the strange site I saw in its glow.
For what to my wondering eyes did appear?
A guitar, a mouth harp, and a glittering sphere!
I stood very still not daring to breathe,
For fear of disturbing this WEIRD Christmas Eve.
The sphere opened up and out popped a vision,
It was gyrating and singing with nuclear fision.
The silver haired figure sang out through the night
With a voice so pure it made all things right.
Its feet began moving, its body began spinning
And I knew in my heart a Dream was beginning.
More rapid than eagles his choruses they flew.
As he mouth harped and sang and called out his WOO.
To the top of the porch, to the Heavens above!
"Soul Patrol, Soul Patrol, Merry Christmas with Love!"
As dry as a wench with an empty Coors glass
My mouth just dropped open and I fell on my....umm...grass?
I knew in my heart this voice sure AIN'T St. Nicks!
Hell no, y'all...it was TAYLOR HICKS!
