The Twelve Days of Carriagemas

Editors note: I'm tired and beat to crap. Please enjoy (or not) this rendition of "The Twelve Days of Christmas", carriage driver style. It's the best I can do right now on so little sleep and under the influence of large quantities of Advil.

"Rubbers", for you straights who do not drive carriage, are the rubber "tires" that go on over the metal wheel rims. Newbies are recent trainees. Also, "Barn Ro" is Ro, the barn manager. That's how her name appears on our Nextel direct connect phones we use as our communication system, aka "Radios", which is stupid because they really arn't radios but phones , however old habits are hard to break.

Sorry, I'm rambling now. Bye.




On the first day of Carriagemas my Barn Ro said to me
“This appointment’s a little goofy”

On the second day of Carriagemas my Barn Ro said to me,
“Don’t take two batteries, and this appointments a little goofy.”

On the third day of Carriagemas my Barn Ro said to me,
Three declined credits, don’t take two batteries, and this appointment’s a little goofy.”

On the fourth day of Carriagemas my Barn Ro said to me,
“Four rigs at Westgate, three declined credits, don’t take two batteries, and this appointments a little goofy.”

On the fifth day of Carriagemas my barn Ro said to me,
“Five fatties won’t fit! Four rigs at Westgate, three declined credits, don’t take two batteries, and this appointments a little goofy.”

On the sixth day of Carriagemas my Barn Ro said to me,
“Six groups are waiting, five fatties won’t fit, four rigs at Westgate, three declined credits, don’t take two batteries, and this appointment’s a little goofy.”

On the seventh day of Carriagemas my Barn Ro said to me,
“Seven newbies working, six groups are waiting, five fatties won’t fit, four rigs at Westgate, three declined credits, don’t take two batteries and this appointments a little goofy.”

On the eighth day of Carriagemas my Barn Ro said to me,
Eight missing rubbers, seven newbies working, six groups are waiting, five fatties won’t fit, four rigs at Westgate, three declined credits, don’t take two batteries and this appointments a little goofy.”

On the ninth day of Carriagemas my Barn Ro said to me,
“Nine feet of snow, eight missing rubbers, seven newbies working, six groups are waiting, five fatties won’t fit, four rigs at Westgate, three declined credits, don’t take two batteries and this appointments a little goofy.”

On the tenth day of Carriagemas my Barn Ro said to me,
“Ten below zero, nine feet of snow, eight missing rubbers, seven newbies working, six groups are waiting, five fatties won’t fit, four rigs at Westgate, three declined credits, don’t take two batteries and this appointments a little goofy.”

On the eleventh day of Carriagemas my Barn Ro said to me,
“Eleven late appointments, ten below zero, nine feet of snow, eight missing rubbers, seven newbies working, six groups are waiting, five fatties won’t fit, four rigs at Westgate, three declined credits, don’t take two batteries and this appointments a little goofy.”


On the twelfth day of Carriagemas my Barn Ro said to me,
“Twelve bitching drivers, eleven late appointments, ten below zero, nine feet of snow, eight missing rubbers, seven newbies working, six groups are waiting, five fatties won’t fit, four rigs at Westgate, three declined credits, don’t take two batteries and this appointments a little goofy.”