I met the Good Samaritan on Christmas Eve

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Twas the night before Christmas and I’m locked out of my Jeep in a tee shirt at Coby … Merry f@&*ing Christmas!

By Terrance Gavan  

Twas the night before Christmas

And to Lindsay I’m fled

Thoughts of a car wash

Scream through my head

My blue Jeep is spattered

With tinges of grey

OCD says to smite

All that salt, sand and clay

I stop at Old Coby

Big garage on the hill

In tee shirt and jeans

I egress to the shrill

Noise of the hoses

At work in the bays

My dog Bille Jean

Jumps into the fray

She loves to chase water

As it spurts from the tip

And inside the car

She prances and trips

And I’m not even worried

I left keys in ignition

I know that Jeep knows

By mere intuition

Never to allow me

To lock keys inside

It balks when I push the

lock and load slide