not until Spring
— in the Wings....
Twas the night before Christmas,
the motorcycles were all nestled snug in their covers
with visions of tarmac and burning up rubber
in hopes that nice weather soon would be there.
So,yes — one old rider so lively and quick
he sprang on the saddle motorcycle,
his gloves on the bars, fingers aside
«Left-handed low wave»
to his team gave a sign
as they cracked their throttles and got into line.
now Harley; now Ducati,
now Triumph ; now Kawasaki,
now Beemer; now Suzuki,
Honda and KTM
all polished to shimmer
« Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!»
— he managed to exclaim as he roared out of sight
a wheeley he threw then off towards the stars!
!!! — a legendary character Santa Claus, I heard him exclaim, as my chest swelled with pride...
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