A Monsterjam Christmas Tale
A MONSTERJAM CHRISTMAS TALE OF 2019
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the land
Not an engine was running, trucks locked up tight as a clam.
The stockings were hung, in Palmetto with care,
For Christmas is here, and in Florida they do lair.
Soldier Fortune is awake, on guard by the door,
With the brother Black Ops, closeby on the floor.
With Tony and Chad, and Kayla in the truck’s sight,
The veterans be all three, as they share their truck’s might.
The moon shining above, not a cloud in our sight.
Brings a night to behold, in the shadow of moon’s light.
The traffic ever so calm, on the roads close nearby,
And not a sound from above, no plane in the sky.
Bounty Hunter and the Bandit, the Scarlet Bandit that is,
Like husband and wife, and a world champion he is.
Scooby Dooby Doo, tell me what do you see,
The other world champ, the one Miss Linsey Read.
Many more of them to see, in slumber they are
Awaiting the New Year, to tear up a new yard.
Stadiums and Arenas, on the dirt and some mud,
The monster trucks will be there, to show they are tough.
But up on the roof, there was a creeky rough sound,
And then it got louder, as if a landing was found.
Could it be Santa, that has found his way here.
To give us our gifts, a new paint job and some gears.
The Mutts do go look, the Monster’s that they are.
To see what the sound, that might have come from afar.
With the Dalmation in the lead, just like Candice and Kristen,
But let’s not forget the other, come join us too Kaylyn.
Monster Mutt looks outside, the Rottweiler stands guard,
When an Icy Dalmation, leaped up high in the dark.
Though not a big surprise, the height that we saw,
World Champ High Jump Cynthia, can only look on in awe.
Sixteen eyes did appear, up up high on the roof,
A red tint in their color, each pair a truck it was proved.
When down to the ground, all 8 trucks did so land,
With a final green truck, whose driver is waving his hand.
On Adam, on Charlie, and Tyler and Morgan,
You too Krysten and Randy, and Brandon and Ryan.
The Grave Diggers have come, to make this one night,
A festive eve to remember, until the night turns to light.
Max-D with Tom Meents, looking close at the man,
Wondering who that one is, leading the Grave Digger clan.
While Coty and Todd, the Monster Energy dou,
Was partying it up, as if it were only them two.
The Ice Cream Man came out, that is Roy in the seat,
Ice cream for you all, now is that not a cool treat?
The Megaladon drivers them all, grabbing all that they can,
For a shark’s hunger is now solved, without fish from a can.
There was laughter and mirth, the Diesel Brothers did see,
The Brodozers had some fun, Diesel Dave and Heavy D.
Everyone then went crazy, El Toro Loco type mind,
When Santa the lone driver, out of his seat did he climb.
With his white mustache and grin, then we all knew like a bet,
Dennis Anderson was Santa, and Monsterjam he’s never left.
As the green Diggers all roared, back up into the sky.
We all knew the magic, that was witnessed this night.
As the final truck was distant, a faint sound we did here,
Was Dennis Santa’s loud voice, and a jolly great cheer.
TO MONSTERJAM FANS, YOUNG AND OLD I KEEP NEAR
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL, AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR
