From Ken Rodd:
Here is the Texas Open form for registration.

From Brent Allen:

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the south,

cooking Chili was all they were talking about.

The propane was full and the Chili pot clean, 
in hopes the next cook-off would not be so mean.


Clyde and Charmaine were snug in their bed,
while visions of The Open danced in their heads.


And Mama Sue Cafey, with John by her side;
when it comes to Chili they have nothing to hide.


While over in Houston there arose such a clatter,
seems we were hearing Keith and Michael’s chatter.


Away to a meeting, Susan flew like a flash,
leaving Ken at home, to take out the trash.


In Marshall this year it had started to snow;
Mack was working hard just to make the water flow.


Then up in the hill country did Carrie appear,
with Doc dressed as Santa, and a bunch of reindeer.


With all of the cook-off’s coming up quick, 
we knew it would take good Chili to do the trick.


From Dallas and Houston and S.A. they come,
even George West, and Weesatche and Cuero send some.


There’s Ed and there’s Vern and Chuck and then Tim,
with Sherrie and Karen and Dana and Kim.


To the men’s championship and the ladies’ as well,
it looks like the Causey’s will be giving it hell.


As ground meat is needed for every day, 
Donna will deliver wherever you play.


So it’s off to the east, the north, south then west, 
all with a plan just to prove who’s the best.


And then a strange thought, comes into each head;
it‘s not just about winning, but the friendships instead.


As we travel to cook, in each new town,
there is nothing but thanks for the friends we have found.


From the cold of the winter, to the heat of the sun,
there’s someone like Mayo to make sure it is fun.


With a party that starts as soon as you arrive,
not close to ending after announcements at five.


It goes on all night, by the light of the moon, 
though tomorrows’ turn in is at high noon.


The points are important, and this we all know,
to get to Terlingua to cook or to show.


To Tom and Susan and all qualified,
we would love the chance to cook by your side,


A special thanks to those running the blogs, 
so the rest of us aren't stuck in the fog. 


And to our great sponsors from near and from far,
let’s all give them thanks, we know who they are,


As it has gotten closer to time to cook,
I think this damn poem has turned into a book.


So thanks to all who put in the time, 
‘specially those passing out the beer and the wine.


And thank you so, for the recipe from above, 
it will be passed on with feelings and love.


So now ready to cook at least one more time,
but please don’t forget the tequila and lime.


Just one thing to say before I drive out of sight,
Happy cooking to Becky, the love of my life.


And with that, Have a Great Day!