T'was the Night Before Christmas

Doc_J · Dec 24, 2014

MGM would often start a thread on Christmas Eve to have us rewrite 'Twas the Night Before Christmas' poem (1 post at a time). I would like to continue that tradition in his memory, so let's start:

T'was the night before christmas, when all thru the street, not a single uke was strumming a beat.
The Kamakas were hung by the palm trees with care, in hopes that a custom Jake model would soon be there...

okay folks time to add your add your lines.....

Mattyukaholic · Dec 24, 2014

Us ukers were all nestled, humming songs in our beds
While visions of Hawaii danced in our heads

RichM · Dec 24, 2014

The gigbags were hung by the chimney with care
With hopes that some K-brands would soon be found there

RichM · Dec 24, 2014

RichM said:
The gigbags were hung by the chimney with care
With hopes that some K-brands would soon be found there

Oops, wrong verse

And mama with her Blackbird and I with my Kalas
Still making sweet music, for just a few dollas

Brian1 · Dec 25, 2014

Then out on the ,street I heard people humming,
I sprang from my bed to see a white haired man strumming.
Who could it be it wasn't the grinch,
Heaven's to betsy, was it good ol' Mike Lynch ?

VegasGeorge · Dec 25, 2014

The moon, on the tweed of a new purchased Uke case, gave a retro impression of what was to come, and then to my wondering eyes did appear, a beautiful dancer holding a beer. She swayed back and forth so lively and quick, I thought for a moment it must be some trick!

Rock-A-Hula · Dec 25, 2014

...More rapid than eagles she was covered with a boa
and tiny sopranos made of translucent koa.
Then she fondled and plucked them, and call'd me by name...

T'was the Night Before Christmas

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