Twas the week before Equilocity and all
through Stone Horse
Every person was working, they were
feeling the force.
The baskets were filled by Miss Elaine
with care,
for raffles and raffles there was so
much to share!
The painters were all painting each
blue roan and reds
while visions of Design a Horse danced
in their heads.
Julie with her airbrush and Al with his
gloss
had just settled an argument about who
was to be boss!
When inside the offices there arose such
a clatter,
Everyone in the building ran to see
what was the matter.
Away to the door they all flew like a
flash
They could hear all the mutters, it was
something about trash!!
When what to their wondering eyes
should appear
Peter Stone and eight thousand chips
that looked just like deer!!!
With a tear in his eye and a frown so
quick
they realized in a moment that this was
no trick.
More rapid than You Call It's his
workers they came
and he whistled and shouted and called
them by name!
Now Randy, now Sandy, now Doug and Bill, On Matilda, On Alma, Andrea and Juan. Salvador,
Carrie, Jackie, and Dawn. Joyce, Mona,
Sam, Matt and Mike. Julie, and Al, Peggy and Luke! Hey Chris, Sean, and Lance, Hey Gil and Yasmein, Carlton too,
Grab a grinder, get the acetone, find a knife and a brush
There's no time to waste we are now
in a rush!
Each person went quietly and straight
to their work
Until Peter yelled and gave a wry
smirk.
He had an idea, a marketing ploy
We could sell those chip deer but we
had to think “toy”!
Christmas in July...Brilliant 'ole boy
But to carry it out was another story!
Elaine smiled brightly for her it was
quite simple
it had to have color, and a cute little
dimple.
She went right to her sewing machine
with red, white, and
greenand came out with two elves and a Santa look'n lean.
greenand came out with two elves and a Santa look'n lean.
Peter was dressed all in fur from his
hat to his boot
with elves Mia and Jordan and a sack
full of loot!
His eyes how they twinkled, his dimples
how merry
He said grab those Chips we've no time
to terry!
Forget the tropical theme think North
Pole and cold
We're off to Kentucky and this Deer
Chip Mold.
He spoke not a word but went right to
his Ford Flex
He was such a grand site, sort of a
“Santa Tex”.
He jumped in his car to his team gave a
whistle
His engine thundered like the sound of
a missile!
They heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
“Raises for all and vacations
too...because Stone Horse is not Stone Horse without each of you!!!
*(special note, Peter did not say the first part of that last line :) ...that's why this is called fiction! However the last half of the sentence couldn't be more true...but it also includes you, our collectors, because without you there is no Stone Horse either!)