Thursday, December 29, 2011

Christmas To and Fro

Christmas is not for the faint of heart—the getting there and back, anyway. I’ve seen them on the news: the hassled, bleary-eyed travelers playing hurry-and-wait at the airports and bus stations. We Wyoming wayfarers rarely make the national broadcasts, but we have our share of travel stresses too. For those who are lucky enough to live in warmer, dryer, less windy climes, I’ve taken the liberty of tinkering with some song lyrics to encourage empathy or, at least, drum up a little sympathy.

Christmas To and Fro, Wyoming Style
(To the tune of Over the River and Through the Woods) 

Past the mountains and through the canyon
To Grampie’s house we go
The 4-wheel drive hauls the gifts for hundreds of miles
Of ice and slush and snow-oh! 

Over the prairie and through the desert
Down the highway we go
Our knuckles turn white as we hold the steering wheel tight
While 60 miles-per-hour gusts blow-oh! 

Past the mountains and through the canyon
Back to the ranch we go
Thanks to turkey, cookies, pie, and homemade rolls
There’s more traction on the snow-oh!


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