'Twas the Night Before Christmas, Down on the Farm

No Bull | December 22

'Twas the night before Christmas, down on the farm, with temperatures below zero it was anything but warm;

Trucks full of $7 corn were parked by the grain bins with care, no hauling in this weather, driving in blizzard conditions they didn't dare.

The house was quiet as the children dreamt of what Santa might bring, hopefully his sleigh was loaded down with Aerial Rugs among other things;

Just down the hall the farmer was all snug in his bed, while visions of a Brazilian crop failure danced in his head.

Then out by the bins there arose such a clatter, the farmer sprang from his bed to see what was the matter;

Away to the window he flew like a flash, as if he was headed to a free marketing meeting dinner like a hundred-yard dash.

The moonbeams bounced off the hood of his Peterbilt so bright, it revealed a few farmyard extras in the new shining light;

When what to the farmer’s aging eyes did appear, but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer.

The red-cheeked, round-bellied driver was so jolly and fat, he had the physique of a truck driver but wearing a different kind of hat;

With another peek through the window the farmer could clearly see, Jolly old Saint Nicholas was who it must be.

Then right before his eyes Santa parked ‘er on the roof, he hopped down the chimney with a little dusty poof;

Dirty with soot Santa came out the fireplace at the foot of the tree, his gigantic sack of goodies made the farmer jump with glee.

No, it wasn’t a John Deere hoodie, a new combine or a new tool he was of in need, Santa brought along a reminder of things we have to be thankful for indeed;

For 2022 has been filled with an array of notable twists and turns, first it was a wild rally that not one of us had earned.

La Nina left South American farmers in a world of hurt last year, high prices were the result of the billion-bushel losses of our peers;

Then in late February the unthinkable came about, Russia invaded Ukraine leaving us not bit of room to pout;

For our problems are so minor contrasting with that of theirs, the devastation and destruction, we have nothing to compare.

Grain markets have rallied on reasons none of which are ours, American farmers are reaping the benefits without the battle scars;

We have many things to be thankful for this wonderful holiday season, Plus lest we not forget why we celebrate, the one true reason.

Santa’s work on the farm was done, so up the chimney he flew, The farmer was all smiles, reflecting on his blessings he now knew;

And just like that Jolly old Saint Nick climbed back in his sleigh, for he was off to visit other farms before the light of day.

Santa shouted to the reindeer, "We better get going!… With the I-states ahead of us, we've got quite the showing!"

The farmer heard him exclaim, just as he flew out of sight, “Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

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Merry Christmas to you and your family!

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