A Xmas Poem!

A Xmas poem for those who roam through out the holiday.
It is boring on the road as i ought to know even on Xmas day.
As I ponder at the rest stop I have to wonder why?
Xmas cheer means a beer and a crude stick in the eye.
There will be no presents under the tree for its very hard i found.
To put a tree in the cab of the truck and decorate it with lots of muck.
for those of you who do not get it I can only say to you.
Merry Xmas Happy New Year and think of me as i am stuck with a Xmas tree in the cab of my truck