S: Tranfomers Night Before Christmas
FC: Transformers Christmas
1: Twas the night before christmas,when all through the garage not a bolt was stirrin | Twas the night before christmas, when all througe the garag nota bolt was stirring,noteven nut the stockings were hung by the chimney with care,in hopes that Optimas Prime soon would be there.
2: The transformers were nessled all snug in there cars while visions of greasy bolts danced in there harddrives and mama bee in her 'kerchief,and i in my bow had just settled our harddrives for a long winters deactavation
3: when out on the driveway such a clatter,i sprang from the car to see what was the matter.toraway to the garage door i drove like a flash,tore open the garage door and threw up the bow.
4: the moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow gave the lustre of mid-day to cars below.when,what to my wondering lazers should appear,but a minuature tahoe , and eight tinny smartcars.
5: with a little old driver,so lively and quick,i knew in a moment it must be st optimus prime more rapid than g5,s his coursers they came,and he whistled,and shouted,and called them by name!
6: "now porshe!now viper!now vette!now gt!on,cobra!on saleen!drive away!driveaway all!"
7: as dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,when they meet with an obsticale,mount to the sky.so up to the house-top the coursers they darted,with the trunk full of car parts and greasy bolts,and st optimus prime too.
8: and then,in a twinkling,i heard on the garage the screeching and the smell of the smoke of each little tire.as i drew in my harddrive,and was driving around,down the the chimney st optimus prie came with a bound.
9: he was painted all in candy red paint,from the roof to his tires,and his paint were all tarnished with ashes and soot.a bundle of car parts he flung on his garage and he looked like a peddler,just opening his trunk.
10: his lazers how they twinkled!his dents how merrry!his binks were like roses,hisgrill like cherry paint!his droll little grill was drawn up like a bow,and the rust of his chin was as white as snow.
11: the stump of a tailepipe he held tight in his grill,and smoke it encircled his head like a wrath.he had a broad frontend and a little round belly,that shook when he laughed,like a bow bowful of bolts!
12: r | the stump of a tailpipe he held tight in his grill,and the smoke it encircled his head like a wrath.he had a broad frontend and a little roundgastank,that shook when he laughed,like a bowlful of bolts!
13: effdfghgrfgfr | he was chubby and plump,a right jolly old car,and i laughed when i saw him,inspite of myself!! a wink of his lazers a twist of his head,soon gave me to know i had nothing to dread.
14: he spoke notawor,but went straight to his work,and filled all the stockings,then turned and did the jerk.and laying his spoke aside of his grill,and giving a nod,up the garage he rose!
15: he drove to his team gave a whistle,and away they all drove the down of a the down of a thistle.but i heard him exclaim,"ere he drove out of sight,"happy christmas to all,and to all a good-night!"
16: the end
17: more that meets the eye
18: citations | Citations!!!!!!!!!