‘Twas the night before Christmas, In Texas you know,
Way out on the prairie, without any snow.
Asleep in their cabin, were Buddy and Sue,
A dreaming of Christmas, like me and like you.
Not stocking but boots, at the foot of their beds,
For this was in Texas, What more need be said?
When all of a sudden from out the still night,
There came such a ruckus, it gave me a fright!
And I saw ‘cross the prairie, like a shot from a gun,
A loaded up buckboard, come on at a run.
The driver was “geeing” and “hawing” with a will,
The “Horses”, not reindeer, he drove with such skill.
“Come on there Buck, Poncho, and Prince, to the right,
“There’ll be plenty o’ travelin’ for ya’ll tonight…
The driver in his Levis, and a shirt that was red,
Had a 10-gallon Stetson on top of his head.
As he burst in the cabin, the children awoke,
And both so astonished, that neither one spoke.
And he filled up their boots with such presents galore,
That neither could think of a single thing more.
When Buddy recovered the use of his jaws,
He asked in a whisper. “Are you the real Santa Claus?”
“Am I the real Santa? Well, what do you think?
And he smiled as he gave a mysterious wink.
Then as he left in his buckboard, he called back in a drawl,
“TO ALL THE CHILDREN…MERRY CHRISTMAS YA’LL”
Roger Thompson is a CHA certified instructor of advanced Western horsemanship and beginning English riding. v
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