A holiday parody, vol 3

2009-12-23 05:25:40.000 – Ryan Knapp,  Staff Meteorologist

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

The past two years I have done ‘summitized’ parodies of Christmas stories/songs and this year is no exception. Last year, I did a parody on the poem/song ‘The 12 Days of Christmas’ titled ‘The 12 Days of Summit Christmas.’ The year before, it was the ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas’ with an obs spin on how the story goes. This year, I am putting a twist on the song ‘Jingle Bells’ which I am titling ‘Summit Weeks’. So as your reading it, put it to the tune of ‘Jingle Bells’ to get the full effect. The verses are in red with the chorus in green. If your color blind, I’m sorry, I feel your pain. Either way, I hope y’all like it. And since we are heading down today, a few days before the Christmas holiday, this down going crew would like to wish you a:MERRY CHRISTMAS and JOYFUL HOLIDAYS!

‘Summit Weeks’

Crawling through the snow
On a wint’ry shift change day
Up the hill we go
Plowing all the way
Lights on our cab flash
Dimly through the white
What fun it is to bob and dash
Til’ the summit comes in sight…

Oh, Summit sign! Summit sign!
Reading what you say;
Your sixty two eighty eight
Dimly through the gray.
Oh, Summit sign! Summit sign!
You’re not too far away;
After such a bumpy ride
You just might make my day.

A week or two ago
Mike n’ I took this ride
Volunteer, Pete in tow
Sat on my left side
Our crew was down by one
But none of us would freak
We could get it done with lots o’ fun
By da end of our work week.

Oh, we’ll be fine! We’ll be fine!
This isn’t our first time;
Our work week might look steep
But we know how to climb
Oh, we’ll be fine! We’ll be fine!
Working like the past
But unlike that time in life
This outcome will not last.

A day or two ago
A storm was on the move
And winds began to blow
Messing with our groove
The time began to fly
As hours melt away
It battered us, I will not lie
But we would rule the day!

Oh, busting rime! Busting Rime!
Coating us in white
That by the time we go inside
We really are a sight.
Oh, busting rime! Busting Rime!
Swing that crowbar ’round
And by the time that I am done
You’re flying to the ground.

Now the summit’s white
Winter’s finally sprung
It’s really quite a site
It makes us all feel young;
With Christmas on its way
It fills our hearts with glee
Our crew of three, will not stay
As down the hill we flee.

Oh, down we go! Down we go!
Back to our lives below
To our family and our friends
And da places that we go
Oh, down we go! Down we go!
We leave it to our peers
You may have to work this week but
We’ll see ya for New Years!

 

Ryan Knapp,  Staff Meteorologist

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