'Twas The Future Before Christmas

By Flaming Trails

A Back to the Future Parody Poem

Disclaimer: I don't own BTTF. If I did, this would be written better.

'Twas the night before Christmas, (in the year 2015),

And on the Hill Valley Skyway, a car could be seen.

A DeLorean by name, presents it bore,

As it raced back home from visiting the store.

Doc and Marty were inside, tired but pleased,

To be even temporarily out of 1985's deep freeze.

Marty yawned. "After this time trip, I need a nap.

We've been traveling so much, I could fall asleep in a snap."

Suddenly, from below, there arose such a clatter,

The boys jumped in their seats and wondered, What's the matter?

Away to the ground Doc flew like a flash,

Flung open his door, and let out a gasp.

"Yo, Doc, what is it?" Marty asked, peeking out himself.

Then he turned dead white. "Doc – is that an ELF?"

Then what to their astonished eyes should appear,

But one downed sleigh, and eight sad-looking reindeer.

And a plump little driver, trying to fix the problem quick,

"Great Scott!" Doc whispered. "It looks like St. Nick!"

Santa looked up and spotted the pair,

And with a brave smile, said, "Hi there."

"What happened?" Doc asked, just to be polite.

"Yeah," Marty added, "you're usually out of sight."

"It's like this," Santa explained to the boys,

"I only have to deliver the last of my toys.

My sleigh won't budge. It simply refuses to go.

And what the problem is, I just don't know.

It's not my reindeer, and it's not my elf.

And I can't think of anyone to help."

Marty and Doc looked at each other. Then with a small grin,

Marty opened his door and said, "Come on, Santa, get in."

"We can give you a lift," Doc explained pretty quick,

"Wouldn't seem right to leave you stranded, St. Nick."

"I appreciate your offer, fellows, but you don't understand!

I have to do all of California!" Santa wrung his hands.

"And I have to be back to the North Pole by dawn!"

"Don't you see, it's impossible! No, please go along."

"But it's not impossible!" Marty cried. "It's just right!

We can still make this journey all in one night!"

"It's a time machine," Doc told Santa, who started in surprise.

"It travels through time as surely as it flies through the skies!

We'll travel over California, the right and the left,

Then return to the moment after we left!

That should give you enough time to fix your sleigh,

And you'll still have made your journey all in one day!"

Santa smiled and nodded. "Thank you, my friends.

You've given this state of yours Christmas again.

Jeremy, watch the sleigh." And with a big grin,

He grabbed his bag of toys, and climbed right in.

Doc and Marty squeezed in and set their destination time,

And away they flew to end this rhyme.

But I heard them exclaim as they flew out of sight,

"MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND HAVE A GREAT NIGHT!"