West Texas Christmas Eve

'Twas the night before Christmas, And the sand was fair blowin'. So old Santa set 'er down To see where he was goin'. I saw him in my headlights - A forlorn lookin' old cuss. His sleigh runners were buried, And the reindeer in a fuss. I said, "Howdy", scratched my head. He said "This must be Texas - I recognize this damn sand, And it always perplexes." I said,"I can pull you out, Or we can go have a beer". He said,"Well, out is better. I have to think of the deer." I pulled him out, waved "so long". Went on my way not thinkin' - Never told about Saint Nick, Folks knew that I'd been drinkin'. But ev'ry year 'neath my tree I find a six pack or so, Wrapped in ribbon with this note - "Thank you, my friend, for the tow!" 12-2-19 Contest: The Night Before 2 Sponsor: Joseph May