Geobound
Hero Member
- Feb 21, 2017
- 614
- 867
- Detector(s) used
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XP Deus (2019)
Fisher CZ-21 (2019)
CTX 3030 (April 2017)
AT Pro
Garrett Carrot
Pro Pointer
Stavr Scoop Moonstrik 6
Stealth 720i (BNIB)
Home made beach scoop
- Primary Interest:
- All Treasure Hunting
Okay so I took some liberties with the original verse, but enjoy my spin on an old classic.
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the forum
There was plenty of people, with the usual decorum
Their detectors were hung, in the closet with care
In hopes soon, that spring would be there
Pinpointers were nestled, all snug in their pouches
Whilst exhausted detectorists, slumped into their couches
There stood mama, she was wearing my cap
With a smirk on my face, I patted my lap
When out on the lawn, there arose such a noise
I thought to myself, someone’s stealing my toys
Away to the window, I began to race
I whipped open the curtains, and saw my own face
I snapped to my wife, hurry turn off the lights
When out through the window, was a confusing sight
With a pause and a ponder, I set down my beer
Is that a sleigh, with eight tiny rein-deer
There sat an old guy, not stalky nor thick
Is it possible, I just saw St. Nick
Quicker than pull tabs, his words they rang
He snorted and farted, but called them by name
Now Dasher, now Dancer now Prancer and Vixen
On Comet on Cupid on Donner on Blitzen
Watch for the canslaw, and mind the ring pull
Up to the roof top, our fat carcass must go
As the dead grass blows, when the season is dry
I saw these tiny hoofs, leap into the sky
So up to the roof tops, they grunted and flew
With a sleigh full of detectors, and trinkets too
And then in an instant, I heard on the roof
Somebody hand me, that XP Deus
With the thrill and excitement, all around
Something in the chimney, came crashing down
He was dressed all in red, with a bit of cammo too
Steel toes at that, I could tell he was new
A bundle of batteries, clung to his back
Has this guy never heard, of a lithium pack
Hi fingernails clean, all sparkling and pert
Not a stain on his pants, nor the front of his shirt
His back was straight up, with his chin in tow
His hair was white, whiter than snow
A light in his mouth, he held with his lips
And a Minelab bag, slung from his hips
He had a pale face, and a little round belly
And an odorous scent, that was more than just smelly
He was odd and quirky, if not a bit brash
Then I looked in the mirror, and started to laugh
We were like peas in a pod, and he shook his head
And I walked down the hall, as if going to bed
Not a word was spoken, he just got to his task
He filled all the stockings, and emptied his flask
He glanced back at me, and then at the stack
He just shook his head, and used the ladder out back
Up on the roof, and inside his sleigh
My ears were straining, but I heard him say
May all your plugs, be filled with things that glitter
And just remember, to take out your litter
He was still talking, as he got out of sight
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night
Wishing you all a safe and happy holiday, and a very Merry Christmas.
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the forum
There was plenty of people, with the usual decorum
Their detectors were hung, in the closet with care
In hopes soon, that spring would be there
Pinpointers were nestled, all snug in their pouches
Whilst exhausted detectorists, slumped into their couches
There stood mama, she was wearing my cap
With a smirk on my face, I patted my lap
When out on the lawn, there arose such a noise
I thought to myself, someone’s stealing my toys
Away to the window, I began to race
I whipped open the curtains, and saw my own face
I snapped to my wife, hurry turn off the lights
When out through the window, was a confusing sight
With a pause and a ponder, I set down my beer
Is that a sleigh, with eight tiny rein-deer
There sat an old guy, not stalky nor thick
Is it possible, I just saw St. Nick
Quicker than pull tabs, his words they rang
He snorted and farted, but called them by name
Now Dasher, now Dancer now Prancer and Vixen
On Comet on Cupid on Donner on Blitzen
Watch for the canslaw, and mind the ring pull
Up to the roof top, our fat carcass must go
As the dead grass blows, when the season is dry
I saw these tiny hoofs, leap into the sky
So up to the roof tops, they grunted and flew
With a sleigh full of detectors, and trinkets too
And then in an instant, I heard on the roof
Somebody hand me, that XP Deus
With the thrill and excitement, all around
Something in the chimney, came crashing down
He was dressed all in red, with a bit of cammo too
Steel toes at that, I could tell he was new
A bundle of batteries, clung to his back
Has this guy never heard, of a lithium pack
Hi fingernails clean, all sparkling and pert
Not a stain on his pants, nor the front of his shirt
His back was straight up, with his chin in tow
His hair was white, whiter than snow
A light in his mouth, he held with his lips
And a Minelab bag, slung from his hips
He had a pale face, and a little round belly
And an odorous scent, that was more than just smelly
He was odd and quirky, if not a bit brash
Then I looked in the mirror, and started to laugh
We were like peas in a pod, and he shook his head
And I walked down the hall, as if going to bed
Not a word was spoken, he just got to his task
He filled all the stockings, and emptied his flask
He glanced back at me, and then at the stack
He just shook his head, and used the ladder out back
Up on the roof, and inside his sleigh
My ears were straining, but I heard him say
May all your plugs, be filled with things that glitter
And just remember, to take out your litter
He was still talking, as he got out of sight
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night
Wishing you all a safe and happy holiday, and a very Merry Christmas.
