Twas the Night Before Christmas Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the job, lay the tonnage of copper that Tony would rob. The helpers had hidden their copper with care, because of the knowledge that Tony dont share. The money that Tony must hide from the feds, puts his wife and his children in solid brass beds. As Im into mischief and dont take no crap, I hold the highest contempt for an elf who steals scrap. When out in the street I heard such a clatter! I ran to the window to see whats the matter! Away with the copper, it flew in a flash! The driver gave Tony twelve hundred in cash. The stories I heard two decades ago, where of men who gave helpers all of the mongo! They knew theyd be broke till the end of fifth year and would cut them a break, if one should appear. But , Tony would snatch up the copper so quick, one could only conclude that Tonys a dick! More rapid than eagles the shopmutts all came. To haul Tonys copper they all knew the game. Now Truckboy, box up that copper with Tommy or Ill cave in your ass with a ten pound salami! So, Truckboy and Tommy, with no help at all, would box Tonys copper while he made a call. Away all the tonnage of copper would fly, when Skillman or Beta would just happen by. He has a big house his expenses are few, he has some nice cars and a Harley or two. Perhaps as a child he sat on the roof , an idea had sprung from the brain of a goof! As he stood to his feet, his eyes had soon found, copper gutters, and leaders, and flashing abound! So he got out his rule and he measured each foot, even copper from chimneys covered with soot! A bundle of tools he had flung on his back, would remove all the copper Tony could jack! His eyes how they twinkled, his dimples, how merry, like a cheap date on prom night who just popped her cherry! His droll little mouth drew up like a bow, as he lowered the stash to his truck down below! They say that, one year on his door was a wreath, that was graced with the fillings of twelve peoples teeth! He has a small head and breath oh so smelly, and a wallnut sized brain surrounded with jelly! With ego so large and short as an elf, he was definately graced with love of himself. And so then, the seed was sown in his head, that he would steal copper until he was dead. His broker spoke not, but went straight to work, and he bought stocks and bonds for the three foot ten jerk! Then putting a finger up inside his nose. I really cant say which nostril he chose. He pulled out some copper the size of a missle, a tuba, some hubcaps, and then a dog whistle! I heard him exclaim, as he rode out of sight, I hope theres a scrapyard thats open tonight! I hope you all have as much fun reading this as I had Writing it. God bless you all and god bless Local Union #3. Remember, A Bro with no greed is a true Brother indeed! Written by A-brother from mylocal3 in New York City, I think its a gonna be a classic!
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 16:17:26 +0000
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