Twas the night before.......

[cks511]

'Twas the night before Voting, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a Double A;(lol)

The votes were cast in the 'yes' minds with care,

In hopes that their St. Kitty soon would be there;

Yes and No voters were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of blue water or street crews danced in their heads;

And Waterboy in his 'kerchief', and Recycle in his cap,

Friendly Bear thinking 'voting yes' a load of crap,

When out on the river there arose such a clatter,

Swake sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window he flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the blue water and those that would row

Gave the resemblance of renderings that MIGHT be a go,

When, what to Conan's wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny yesdear,

With a blonde as a driver, so lively and quick,

Conan knew in a moment it must be St. Kit.

More rapid than a yes vote her coursers they came,

And she whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, Kaiser! now, Huffman! now, Typro and Vixen..I mean Randi!

On, Driller! on Jenks! on, Sullivan and Quick-Trip!

From the bottom of the river! To the top of the IceCube!

Now dash away! dash away! vote yes or not at all!"

As dry promises that before this wild election fly,

When they meet with obstacles, they make moves on the sly,

So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,

With the sleigh full of yes votes, and St. Kitty too.

And then, in a twinkling, Townsend heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As he drew in his hand, and was turning around,

Down the chimney St. Kitty came with a bound.

She was dressed all in fur, from her head to her foot,

And her clothes were all garnished with diamonds and loot; (okay that might not rhyme)

A bundle of yes's she had flung on her back,

And she looked like a peddler just opening her pack.

Her eyes -- how they twinkled! her dimples how merry!

Her cheeks were like roses, her nose like a cherry!

Her droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the intention of her 'win' was as white as the snow;

And Sqrizzle laughed when he saw her, in spite of himself;

A wink of her eye and a twist of her head,

Gave all the CAVEmen to know they had everything to dread;

She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work,

And filled all the pools; then turned with a jerk,

And laying her finger aside of her nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney she rose;

She sprang to her sleigh, to her team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But Artist heard her exclaim, ere she drove out of sight,

"Vote Yes Tomorrow or your future will bite"
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Okay I'll keep my day job...but still voting NO!

[sgrizzle]

Good job!

[cannon_fodder]

[}:)]

[Hometown]

This is no laughing matter.  I am privy to several reports from the world's leading experts on river development and I have learned that a yes vote will cause:

-an explosion of high-paying executive level jobs in Tulsa
-bald men to grow hair
-runaway young adults to abandon New York and Los Angeles to return to Tulsa
-ugly women to give birth to beautiful babies
-food stamp recipients to receive a tripling of their benefit from $21 a week to $63 a week
-negligent fathers to become good providers

Meanwhile, readers of the Tulsa World have learned that no great city has critics.  The only difference between Tulsa and say, Rome, is that Tulsa is populated by the dreaded naysayers.

[cks511]

quote:Originally posted by Hometown

This is no laughing matter.  I am privy to several reports from the world's leading experts on river development and I have learned that a yes vote will cause:

-an explosion of high-paying executive level jobs in Tulsa
-bald men to grow hair
-runaway young adults to abandon New York and Los Angeles to return to Tulsa
-ugly women to give birth to beautiful babies
-food stamp recipients to receive a tripling of their benefit from $21 a week to $63 a week
-negligent fathers to become good providers

Meanwhile, readers of the Tulsa World have learned that no great city has critics.  The only difference between Tulsa and say, Rome, is that Tulsa is populated by the dreaded naysayers.

Glad to see you got that goin for ya!