Doc_J
Well-known member
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.....
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.....