A trucker's night before Christmas

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Model truck in miniature winter highway scene
The poet behind this take on a classic, Don Cui, is a certified medical examiner performing DOT physicals and proprietor of Anywhere DOT Exams' mobile clinic service.

On the eve before Christmas and out on the road,
All the drivers were hurrying to finish their load.
The strappings were hung over tarps with great care.
In hopes that their cargo soon would be there.

Dispatchers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of safe drivers danced in their heads.
ELDs were logging all the hours you know,
But drivers were longing for the mistletoe.

When out on the road there arose such a clatter,
I downshifted gears to see what’s the matter.
Outside my window I could see a huge flash.
A dude in a red suit was making a splash.

My tandems were locked to the rear of the truck.
My wheels were spinning and appeared to be stuck.
I got out of the cab and who should appear,
A plump bearded old man who was full of good cheer.

I saw the old driver moving with great cause,
And I knew right away that it was Santa Claus.
He flashed his 4-ways and in an instant, they came.
Good-hearted truckers and he knew each by name.

“Now Schneider! Now Pulli! Now Hosty! Now Landstar!
On FedEx! On McGee! On Silver Creek and C.R.!"
They’ll travel the roads dropping gifts on the way.
Bringing children great fun while they laugh and play.

The dry vans were packed all the way to the top.
And the boxes were labeled for Santa’s first stop.
The drivers were focused and their hammer was down,
With a mission to visit every village and town.

Through snow-covered highways, the truckers did steer.
With great skill and precision, they drove without fear.
Through rain, sleet, and snow, they pressed on with great might.
To make sure the presents arrived by first light.

So remember our truckers, as you snuggle in bed,
With visions of presents dancing in your head.
They sacrifice so much in all that they do,
Making life easier for me and for you.

And I heard Santa exclaim, as he drove out of sight,
"Merry Christmas, dear truckers, and to all a good night!" 

[Related: Runaway duals incoming! Or: A Christmas Eve miracle ... 'Hi, I'm Phil']

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