twas the night before Christmas and all thru Negril

[lacdeloo]

And I heard him exclaim as he rode out of sight
Thanks for the space brownies and the cold Red Stripe................................

[Rumrunner]

Oh, you guys are GOOD! LOL! This made my morning.

[two4today]

And a merry christmas to all and to all a good night!!

[Lady Jane]

So fun! You guys are good

[lacdeloo]

As i dry my green leafs
So that I may fly...
There are so many kinds, pineapple lions breath ....
Oh what shall I try,
Now as high as the housetops
of course I flew,
This Christmas in Negril will be green not blue.

[rennie69]

Twas the night before Christmas and all through Negril
Came the smell the jerk chicken searing on the grill
I drew up a list with all of my stops
I’ll be with my friends, the boardies and locks

With a red strip in one hand and in my left hand another
This Christmas in Negril will be like no other

No Burl Ives tonight, that’s not what you’ll hear
It’s Bob Marley, Peter Tosh and the great Burning Spear

So off to Cherala’s but just for the food
Then on to Ivan’s and Mary’s, then the Bourbon woo hoo
The rum is flowing, patio lights are all lit
I’ve just rolled some ganja - here mon have a hit

I end up at Alfred’s and feeling quiet frass
I slide off the bar stool right onto my ass
It’s time to head back for I’ve more than had plenty
I reach over the bar and hand Rudy a twenty

Out of the bar swaying, with red strip in hand
I can’t walk any further, I plant my ass in the sand

Whether it was the many Red Stipes, or the ganja I smoked
I swear that up in the sky I saw a flying fat bloke
He waved down to me and what did I hear
Mi wish yuh a merri crissmuss an a appy new year…

[lacdeloo]

I spoke not a word but went straight to my works,
After that big sub, what I need is some jerk !
So after my fatty with smoke out my nose...
off to Best in the west, kind of wobbly I goes.

[Jamadian]

Twas the night before Christmas and all through Negril
Came the smell the jerk chicken searing on the grill
I drew up a list with all of my stops
I’ll be with my friends, the boardies and locks

With a red strip in one hand and in my left hand another
This Christmas in Negril will be like no other

No Burl Ives tonight, that’s not what you’ll hear
It’s Bob Marley, Peter Tosh and the great Burning Spear

So off to Cherala’s but just for the food
Then on to Ivan’s and Mary’s, then the Bourbon woo hoo
The rum is flowing, patio lights are all lit
I’ve just rolled some ganja - here mon have a hit

I end up at Alfred’s and feeling quiet frass
I slide off the bar stool right onto my ass
It’s time to head back for I’ve more than had plenty
I reach over the bar and hand Rudy a twenty

Out of the bar swaying, with red strip in hand
I can’t walk any further, I plant my ass in the sand

Whether it was the many Red Stipes, or the ganja I smoked
I swear that up in the sky I saw a flying fat bloke
He waved down to me and what did I hear
Mi wish yuh a merri crissmuss an a appy new year…

You smoked one before you wrote that didn't you?

[Chickster]

I saw Santa wearing a Leaf sweater
He said don't worry Chickster
Things will get better
And as he left with a mighty HoHo
The reindeers echoed with GO LEAFS GO!

[lacdeloo]

bravo................