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Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Sunday, December 1, 2013
hot rod sled
Holiday Hot Rod
by J.M. Franklin
An ancient custom metallic red sled. Thirty-two hooves pull it ahead. One night
in December this machine always flies, guided by stars as it cruises the sky.
Like sure footed cheetahs flying a fleet, these star-bound reindeer have never been beat. With a quick dash of nitrous, it soars to new heights, a silver red rocket, the sled blasts through the night.
At the end of the run the job is complete; suddenly lighter with an empty back seat! Back to the shop for a tweak and a tune, the hot rod sled is on jacks until June.
The master mechanic with the snowy white beard has more horsepower in mind as next Christmas draws near.
Like sure footed cheetahs flying a fleet, these star-bound reindeer have never been beat. With a quick dash of nitrous, it soars to new heights, a silver red rocket, the sled blasts through the night.
At the end of the run the job is complete; suddenly lighter with an empty back seat! Back to the shop for a tweak and a tune, the hot rod sled is on jacks until June.
The master mechanic with the snowy white beard has more horsepower in mind as next Christmas draws near.
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