Jingle Seven

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Thanks to Blackraptor for giving my poem a home.

Jingle Seven
(To the tune of 'Jingle Bells')

Dashing through the snow, in a bright red Chevrolet,
Passing fields they go, laughing all the way.
JD, Buck, and Vin, their twinkling eyes shine bright,
Meeting at Ranch Larabee to share their Christmas night.

Oh!

Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, Always full of cheer,
Seven colleagues more like brothers celebrate the year.
Oh!
Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, chase those blues away,
Joy and fun, with everyone, for a Happy Holiday.

‘Siah´s in a chair, and sipping on a brew,
Grinning with contentment, it seems he´s had a few.
Ezra´s on the sofa, a Brandy in his hand,
Trying to watch the news before the hectic day they´ve planned.

Oh!

Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, always full of cheer,
Seven colleagues more like brothers celebrate the year.
Oh!
Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, chase those blues away,
Joy and fun, with everyone, for a Happy Holiday.

Nathan stamps his boots, snow spatters on the floor,
Chris stokes up the fire, and yells to shut the door.
Across the mantelshelf, seven bulging stockings swing,
While drinks are sipped and four friends dwell on what the day will bring.

Oh!

Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, always full of cheer,
Seven colleagues more like brothers celebrate the year.
Oh!
Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, chase those blues away,
Joy and fun, with everyone, for a Happy Holiday.

Chris looks at the clock, and nods expectantly,
Nathan pours a whiskey shot into his mug of tea.
Presents sit stacked underneath the twinkling Christmas tree,
While sounds of laughter from outside makes each man grin with glee.

Oh!

Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, always full of cheer,
Seven colleagues more like brothers celebrate the year.
Oh!
Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, chase those blues away,
Joy and fun, with everyone, for a Happy Holiday.

Buck´s truck eases in, to a glistening snow-filled yard,
He jumps out with his packages, and takes a snowball, hard.
Scooping up more snow, JD goes to throw again,
With a wicked grin Vin Tanner´s in, with a faster, deadlier aim.

Oh!

Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, always full of cheer,
Seven colleagues more like brothers celebrate the year.
Oh!
Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, chase those blues away,
Joy and fun, with everyone, for a Happy Holiday.

The snowball fight is through, and six cold men go in,
Ezra shakes his head at them, but can´t conceal his grin.
He lectures them on etiquette; and how men should behave,
Then JD slips ice down his back which causes him to rave.

Oh!

Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, always full of cheer,
Seven colleagues more like brothers celebrate the year.
Oh!
Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, chase those blues away,
Joy and fun, with everyone, for a Happy Holiday.

The time to eat arrives, each man takes up a chair,
They all hold hands and bow their heads as Sanchez says a prayer.
Plates are piled up high, and they chatter merrily,
While glasses chink, and cutlery clinks through the grand festivity.

Oh!

Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, always full of cheer,
Seven colleagues more like brothers celebrate the year.
Oh!
Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, chase those blues away,
Joy and fun, with everyone, for a Happy Holiday.

The Seven sit replete, and pass their gifts around,
‘Aahs´ and ‘oohs´ and happy coos excitedly abound.
On TV there´s a football game, more alcohol´s consumed,
‘Til happy snores from those indoors is all that can be heard.

Oh!

Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, always full of cheer,
Seven colleagues more like brothers celebrate the year.
Oh!
Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, chase those blues away,
Joy and fun, with everyone, for a Happy Holiday.

JD pats his horse, and bemoans the slumbering few,
While Chris and Vin crunch through the snow, taking in the view.
An easy silence ‘tween the pair speaks volumes of their bond,
And smiles ensue, when JD too decides to tag along.

Oh!

Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, always full of cheer,
Seven colleagues more like brothers celebrate the year.
Oh!
Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, chase those blues away,
Joy and fun, with everyone, for a Happy Holiday.

Several hours later on and all awake this time,
They munch on nibbles unaware of photographs online.
Of snoozing men, and walking friends, hats photoshopped for fun,
When these are seen six men will tan the hide of JD Dunne.

Oh!

Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, always full of cheer,
Seven colleagues more like brothers celebrate the year.
Oh!
Christmas with, the Team Seven Guys, chase those blues away,
Joy and fun, with everyone, for a Happy Holiday.

The time for bed arrives, and all the friends agree,
It´s been a special day of fun and in good company.
Stifling yawns they climb the stairs, bid ‘goodnight´ along the way,
With happy thoughts of doing all of this again next day.

Oh!

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