Twas the night
before Christmas
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
Not even a mouse…
Well, one soul was churning
Yes, A Rock!! was just burning
To go for one last run
Wouldn’t that be fun
Santa can wait
Heck, I won’t be late
Around the streets he ran
You’d think he had a plan
But running he’s
good at
Directions he’s bad at
Now the Rock!! is hopelessly
lost
At least a marriage this may cost
He’ll never get back
She’ll give him the sack
He’s losing hope
He’s starting to mope
Then there’s a sound
Of bells all around
What’s this I hear?
It’s Santa and his reindeer
To home they hurried
Down the chimney they scurried
And to bed the Rock!! went
He was happily spent
Then Santa pulled from
his sack
A Garmin GPS to get the Rock!! back
He placed it under the
tree
And yelled ‘A Merry Christmas to yee’
And not a creature was
stirring
Even the Rock!! was purring
Until Christmas Day
When he logged another 10k
Merry Christmas to All
And to All a good night!