you're reading...
Lake life

The Night Before Christmas – D’Arbonne style

‘Twas the night before Christmas and all across the lake
Only two ducks were still stirring, a hen and a drake.
The yo-yo’s were hung on the boat dock with care,
In hopes some big crappie would soon swim up there;

The coots were nestled all snug close by the shore,
They were there by the dozens; three, no… maybe four;
Mamma in her sweatshirt and I in my Bass Pro cap,
Threw the ball to the puppy (when he wasn’t on our lap).

When out on the boat dock there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet like a crazy play from the Mad Hatter.
Away to the back porch I flew like a flash,
And saw one of the yo-yo’s with a big fish: splash, splash.

The moon on the crest of the slow rolling waves
Shined on a giant white perch that would make anyone rave.
When, what to my wondering eyes did I fix,
But a whole bunch of crappie – four, five, no… now six!

But I stopped in my tracks from walking so quick,
There in a big cypress pirogue sat jolly old St. Nick!
His little log boat kept moving to the dock just the same,
Pulled by eight big fish that he all called by name:

On, SHINER! on GRINNEL! on CARP of the grass!
Go empty those yo-yo’s. Now get on the ball….
Now swim away, swim away, swim away all!

It was truly a sight fit for the good Lake D’Arbonne Life
That put big smiles on the faces of me and the wife.
They flew in a circle then came down from the blue
With the boat full of presents and old St. Nicholas, too.

And then, in a twinkling, like something from a wish
I heard splishing and splashing from each of those fish.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Across the screen porch St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He dressed in red plaid flannel with green camo boots
His clothes covered with moss just like those old coots.
He said with a smile, “Sorry, I turned loose your fish”
But it’s Christmas for them too, and it was their wish.

His eyes — how they twinkled! It was such a sight
Like a fresh opened bottle of chartreuse glitter Crappie bites.
I wasn’t really sure what he was fixing to do
With that big old beard white as a new 48-quart Igloo.

He looked to the left, and then to the right
He smiled at the viennas and cheese we had left for his flight.
He stood tall as he walked, you might say that he swaggers
Even with a belly that shook like a bowlful of Jelly Wagglers.

He was chubby and plump, like my old fishing buddy,
And I laughed out loud though his old boots were all muddy.
Then I saw on his back a big sack of fish bait,
To catch fish plenty of fish, if I could just wait!

He spoke not a word; put them under the tree,
Rattle-traps, Bandits, purple worms and a Balsa B;
A big minnow bucket and a new rod and reel,
Now I’d be able to catch us plenty a meal!

Then he sprang to his pirogue, to his fish gave a holler,
And headed across the lake but he said, “Now don’t you follow”
They splashed down the channel, down the boat lane to the right,
And called out to all, “MERRY CHRISTMAS AND GOOD NIGHT!”


Quick Editor’s Note: If you enjoyed this, please share the link today with your e-mail friends so we can end the year with a bang, or a “splash”, as it may be. Merry Christmas. Joy to the World! 

copyright – lakedarbonnelife.com


5 thoughts on “The Night Before Christmas – D’Arbonne style

  1. Kinny, I hit the post button before I finished the little poem. I want to wish you and all the Lake D’Arbonne family a Merry Christmas. Maybe one day I can get up there and catch some of those ‘big’ fish. Fishing around the ‘dam’ here at Toledo sometimes get boring. Especially when they are not biting! We enjoy reading your blog.

    Posted by Jackie Cox | December 21, 2013, 12:365:01 pm
  2. Before Santa came to Lake D’Arbonne that night,
    He stopped at Toledo, the lake that he likes,

    He loaded up with big Bass and big Bream,
    and headed off to Lake D’Arbonne with them.

    He knew the fishermen there needed at least one bite,
    so he dumped them nearby, much to their delight.

    He spoke not a word, but from his magical grin,
    those fishermen knew their gift, was from Toledo Bend!

    ….The Toledo Bend Dam Elf

    Posted by Jackie Cox | December 21, 2013, 12:364:14 pm
  3. Bob, it’s Christmas. Cut the yellow bass some slack. Oh wait, never mind. If you give them slack, these tremendous fighters will get away and leave you filet-less. HO HO HO!

    Posted by darbone1 | December 21, 2013, 12:362:51 pm
  4. Kinny, your poetic ability astounds me ! But what about the lowly yellow bass ?

    Posted by Bob Mitcham | December 21, 2013, 12:362:25 pm
  5. Thanks for your column and your Christian stand. I read it every day. Have very merry Christmas and a happy new year.
    David a crappie fisherman

    Posted by David Roach | December 21, 2013, 12:362:20 pm

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Shop Local. Bank Local. Marion State Bank


Bastrop – Morehouse Chamber

Benoit Ford North

Dusty Gates, Union Parish Sheriff

BnM Fishing

%d bloggers like this: