Twas The Night Before Christmas

What everyone wants to know, what does SANTA think of Princeton's ATV issue.

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas and beneath Princeton’s star,

the mayor and council walked the KVR.

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The taxpayers were nestled all snug in their beds,

while visions of water slides danced in their heads.

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When along from the tunnel there arose such a clatter,

councillors jumped to one side. Frank yelled: “What’s the matter?”

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When what to their wondering eyes should they see?

But Santa Claus, riding a new ATV.

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His hat was askew and his nose was quite red.

He looked at the council and shook his white head.

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“You should read all the notes I’ve got in the mail.

There are plenty of people upset by this trail.”

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He geared down his machine and pulled to the side.

But he wobbled a bit as he hopped off his ride.

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“It’s always something with you. Last time it was deer.”

Then he reached for his sack, and he pulled out a beer.

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The mayor was startled by Santa’s condition.

Then the old elf began to wave a petition.

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“No. No,” said the mayor. “You’ve got it all wrong.”

“We really want people to just get along.”

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The councillors agreed the past year wasn’t pretty.

And then they explained about their committee.

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The trail is to ski and to cycle and walk,

but both sides have agreed to sit down and talk.

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“A bypass, a compromise? Well that’s a good goal.

Maybe I’ll back peddle and replace all your coal.”

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“And before I leave Princeton, I cannot forget,

I promised to stop by and see Ed Vermette.”

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He jumped on his four-wheeler and it rose in the sky.

“Getting ‘round the trail is easy, if you know how to fly.”

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