‘Twas the night before Christmas;
I quietly lay,
And listened for hoofbeats,
And Santa Claus’ sleigh.
Then without any warning
The jolly old fellow
Slipped in through my doorway,
And chuckled, “Why hello!”
“How happens it, Santa, I heard no sleigh bell?
I asked very softly–the while the rest snored.
He whispered, “Don’t tell–
But I came in a Ford!”
–From The Fordowner, 1919