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T'was the night before christmas, I was cleaning the shop,I had just finished my first bodydrop.Putting the tools away with care, for the next time ,I work on a truck with air.When out on the street, I heard such a clatter. It was the sound of the pavement getting battered.I looked out the door, and got a shock. I saw sparks being thrown from frames,bodies and blocks.The moon shined on the trucks below as they drove by some fast, some slow.There was a nissan, a mazda, an S-10 too. There was even a primered Izusu. Some were stock, some done up real nice, some were domestic, some burned rice. And as they drove out of sight, I knew where I'd be spending many a night.I turned and I looked at the work I had done, knowing that my truck would soon be done.So I locked up the shop,and headed for home, hoping that under the tree there would be something chrome.To all my fellow minitruckers, MERRY CHRISTMAS