Thread: Twas the night before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, and he must look good
'cause it was a special night, throughout the neighborhood
The lights had been hung, the tree had been lit
but which special razor , should he choose to shave with


He examined his selection, he studied them well
all were fine shavers, through thick or through hell
he examined the the Thiers Issard , elegant yet clean
the brand new Dovo, showed a beautiful sheen
the Enders Oak Leaf, a fine shaver it was
but not near enough, to show off the true Christmas love
his Wade and butcher was solid, it had no faults
but no not now, there must be something else in the vault


The J Wiss and Son, beaten and bruised
had always managed to prove, that it has been true
but no not this time, we need something unique
something to make Christmas, more than complete
the old pipe razor no, tonight you don’t shine
this time you go, to the end of the line
the Utica Red Sun, you've been tried and true
but tonight's not the night, that your going to be due
J.M Smchid and Son, I can never forget
but still not tonight , when we need the best
a Joseph Elliot, made of pure silver steel,
no not you, something just doesn't appeal.


The selection was getting narrow, the choices slim
what will keep this Christmas, from being so grim
the there stood a razor, against all odds,
the lowly King Midas, would take the job


Held to light, the edge looked true
it would past the test, of this he knew
stroked across the arm, every hair fell in its path
this is the razor, he was sure of at last
the lather was made, the razor was stropped
this would be the shave, that would not be topped.
with this blade to the face, the task was soon complete
this was the shave off all shaves, that could not be beat.


When all was complete, and the shave was done.
he looked with a smile, at what he had just won.
with aftershave applied, and just a bit of sting
he began to relax, wondering what Santa would bring.
the King Midas was dried, In it's drawer it was stored.
until the next time, It was required once more


The lowly King Midas, had proven it's worth
not the best razor, but tonight pretty close to first
it had certainly proved, it could put up a fight
and as he went to bed, he new it was right


Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night


-MERRY CHRISTMAS

Very nice indeed.