[Tumbleweed]

T'was a day like all others, except for one thing.
my cell phone was ringing a curious ring.
It sounded like sleigh bells, as I reached for my phone.
I looked at the ID , it just said unknown.
As I answered the phone, with the usual hello
The voice that replied was that jolly old fellow.
I listened for Santa but there was too much clatter
and asked old St. Nick , "what is the matter"?
He said to me "Tumbleweed, I'm in a terrible pinch"
I'm stuck on a roof and I haven't a winch.
The reindeer are pooped, from their long Christmas journey.
I'd like to get home and I'm in hurry.
He told me the address, as I walked in the snow.
To a spot in the driveway, where I think you all know.
I turned the switch on and heard the fuel pumpin'.
All of the pistons I named ,were a thumpin'.
On Garner on Jackson , on James and on Willie !
Sugar plum smoke rings came out my exhaust
I had driven so long , I thought I was lost.
What in my frost blurred vision should appear.
A cranky old fart and some tired reindeer.
I tugged on his sleigh and it fell to the ground.
The reindeer were anxious and jumping around.
The fat man climbed into his reindeer drawn sleigh.
I couldn't help but wonder, how much it would weigh.
I walked up to Santa as he was ready to go.
And said "Santa , next year just use my Toyota."