Diesel Bombers - Dodge Christmas poem it's good!!!!

Christmas poem from TDR Writer, David Magnoli.
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> 'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the truck All the fluids were frozen, the injectors were stuck,
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> The grid heaters were chilled and the turbo stone-cold, This weather was frightful if I may be so bold,
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> The snowdrift was piled sky-high on the hood, As I tossed to the fire a fresh load of wood,
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> My good wife and I settled in for some rest But 'twas not long-lived, yet perhaps for the best
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> “What’s that!” I declared with the metal-grinding roar And no sooner than said came a knock at the door,
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> I arose from my chair soon to be slumber’s bed And there on the porch was the Big Man in red!
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> “I’m stuck” spoke he, “can you give me a pull?”
> I said I may be stupid but I ain’t no fool
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> So I rushed to the truck as I buttoned my flap I opened the door and threw out my strap
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> One move and the key was set firm without strife With a quick turn that Cummins came surging to life!
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> The rattle and roar of that powerful six The hot blast of smoke shaking candy cane sticks
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> The reindeer were nervous and in awe of such might But they knew that Ol’ Cummins would be saving their night
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> I eased in the clutch and I dropped her in gear The T-case in low as I backed her in near
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> One end to the hitch and the other to sleigh The tow strap was set as the snow wiped away
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> He cried out “I’m not sure, cause that old sleigh is heavy but I trust you, cause I see you’re not driving a Chevy”
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> I gave her some fuel and four tires did spin Then they grabbed with the strength of the truck I was in
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> Ol’ Dodge started smoking and pulling so hard That I ended up halfway ‘cross my neighbor’s yard
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> As I backed off the fuel and gave a proud shout He declared that “No Ford could have pulled that sleigh out!”
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> He thanked me profusely and the reindeer did bow To the Mighty Ol’ Cummins, which was idling now
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> For they knew in their hearts that without this fueled might That there would be no Christmas this shivering night
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> He climbed in his seat and with a wave of his hand Those reindeer lurched forward across the snowed land
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> “I thank you again my dear newly-found friend For your hand and your heart kept this night from its end
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> And later this eve, warm and snug in my lodge I’ll be thanking the Lord, that you bought a Dodge!”