( Twas the night before Christmas ) Twas the night before Christmas and all through the pad, There was nada happening, and thats pretty bad, My Harley was tore down there in the kitchen, One bent valve And one dusted piston. With our bellys were full of tacos and beer,Me and the Ole lady jumped on the couch for some cheer, When out in the yard there arose such a racket !! I ran for the door and threw on my jacket !! There in the yard, On a 56 pan, sat a short fat bearded fella, with a red leather jacket, black leather boots,cool biker dude man. He hauled up the bars on that bike full of sacks, And that Pan hit the roof like it was running on tracks! Now I did`nt mean to gawk, The old guy had class, And I had to get inside, I was freezing my ass ! Down through the stove pipe he fell with a crash, He crawled out of the wood stove, dragging his stash, He reached in his bag and pulled out the loot, A new jacket for her, And the parts for my scoot !! He patted her fanny, and shook my right hand, Turned on his heel`s and up the stove pipe he ran. Then up on the roof there arose such a thunder As that big V twin split the silence asunder, And then as he rode off into the night....... He yelled... HAVE A COOL YEWL, AND TO ALL A GOOD RIDE !!! Merry Christmas to my friends and family Skudzi 1
Posted on: Sat, 20 Dec 2014 21:29:54 +0000