Twas the Night Before
Christmas 2024
"Cadre Style"
Twas the Night before Christmas and all through the Shave Den
Not a Member was stirring not even Heysi, aka Steven.. aka stefan, aka Rory
The Razors were stored in their holders with Care
In hopes that new shave "Stuff" soon would be there
The Cadre was quiet, all members in bed
While visions of straight razors, SE's, DE's, and aftershaves danced in their heads
And AvocadoQueen with her Memoirs, and I with a Xicar, had just settled down for a Very Nice Cigar
When outside the Window there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the recliner
to see what was the matter
Away to the door, I flew like a flash,
tore open the screen, "dammit that will cost some cash
The moon on the breast of the desert Saguaros
Gave the Luster of sentinels, as well to the Cosmos
When what to my wandering eyes should appear, but a miniature sleigh
with 8- really weird Reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and Tipsy
I new in a moment it must be Chris Lindsay.
Now DangerousDon! now Spider! now Luecke and NurseDave
On Graybeard! on Cvargo!, on Fenster! and Bavaria Blade
To the Top of the stucco! To the top of the Wall!
Now shave away! shave away! shave away all!
So up to the chimney the shavers they flew,
with a sleigh full of shave brushes and Chris Lindsay too!
And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof, the incredible noise
of a whole bunch of boots.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around
Down the chimney CBL came with a bound!
He was dressed in all Dog Fur, from his head to his foot
And his clothes were all tarnished with Whiskey and poop
A Bundle oi shave gear he has flung on his back ( although Missing my Rudolph Gift)
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack
His Eyes, how bloodshot, his beard so divine
his cheeks were mottled, and smelt of Wine
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a pucker
he looked at me and said "where do I put the gifts Sucker!"
The Stump of a cigar he held tight in his teeth
and the smoke encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and was rather short
and when he laughed you could faintly smell pulled pork
A wink of his eye and a puff on his cigar
soon gave me to know that he may steal my car
He spoke not a word, but went to his work,
and filled all the soap containers, and turned with a jerk.
And laying a finger to the side of his nose, and giving a nod up the chimney
he rose.
He sprang to my Corvette and piled in his team,
pressed the start button, and hauled ass in the car of his dreams
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight
Happy Christmas Cadre, and to all a GOOD Night.
