This Holidays

Writen by Ed Shettlemore

It was only two nights before the annual big lifting off from the North Pole; all was in panic, as Rudolph red nose and all was under the weather. I'm a telliin you the infamous had phoned in sick, but also had left a tiding of good cheer.

Seems like Rudolph had spoken to his nephew in the Louisiana swamps" "Bubba, I am truly to sick to guide the sleigh this yea you know; brow you know haw disappointed the children will be if Santa cant deliver the presents 'bro.'"; Bubba" had agreed to come. In fact even as Rudolph was delivering his messages of gloom and joy, "Bubba" had put on his John Deer cap; he and his red pickup were heading for the North Pole. "Bubba" got to the North Pole with little time to spare; even though all reindeer snickered and laughed. They having not seen a deer in overalls and a John Deere Tractor hat and driving a pickup truck.

But Santa stepped in saying : "Just calm down cause we've all got a job to do; like it or not, "Bubbas" in charge as he's gonna be leading you." So, at the usual time on Christmas Eve the sleigh departed the North Pole to deliver the toys and goodies to all the good little boys and girls; if "Bubba" had his way to victims of Katrina even if they might not been quite so good. What a sight. Every thing was the same except… well, imagine instead of Rudolph with is nose so red, there was "Bubba", John Deer cap in a red pickup truck out in front leading the way. Of course instead of Santa hollering, "on Vixen and comet," there was "Bubba" hollering the rebel yell at the top of his lungs; as he departed each roof top, exclaiming, Peace on earth good will toward men; Merry Christmas You all, and to all a good night!

The closer it gets to Christmas, the more it seems crazy ideas pop into my head to write about; well! if it concerns children I just can't resist.