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Ode' To Venture Riders


Jrichard

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'Twas a bit before Christmas, when throughout Venture Land

 

All the posters were nervous, Freebirds delete button close at hand

 

The weather was cold and most were unable to bare

 

The thought of not riding again soon would be there

Most riders were nestled all snug in their beds

 

While some planned trips all crazy in their heads

 

With Squidley on his Harley and Lonna in her jammies

 

The DQ was closed with no hope of any yummies

 

When out on the road there arose such a clatter

 

BongoBob heading south, rain and snow a splatter

 

Away from the computer I moved like any guy

 

Only to the kitchen for SleeperhawksMechanics pie

 

The moon on my keyboard with a nice little glow

 

Anxious to see what Yamaha brings to the next big show

 

When what to my wondering eyes should appear

 

But a picture of the new VENTURE all gussied up with gear

 

With no extra cash and outa the click

 

My stocking was empty, piss on St. Nick

 

More rapid than eagles the spring events came

 

Where we hope to meet more riders and know them by name

 

Now, Ruffy! now, MamaMo! now, Muffin and Mini!

 

On, Skid! on, Dragonrider! on, Wrongway and Boo!

 

To the curvy back roads, through the end of the fall

 

Now ride away! ride away! ride away all!

 

As free as a bird the VENTURE can fly

 

One day we’ll ride again with fallen brothers in the sky

 

So out to the garage to check your tires and gear

 

With the bike loaded down and a “Good Bye” to my beer.

 

And then, in a twinkling, in my belly a loop

 

I have to take off my gear cause I have to poop

 

As I throw my leg over with power all around

 

With a twist of the wrist I am VR rally bound

 

Dressed up in Kevlar from his head to his foot

 

At wide open throttle burning out the soot

 

A bundle of junk he had flung on his back

 

He looked like Wild Hair with that great big sack

 

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

 

Eck and his Wing, a sweet little cherry!

 

A droll, little Midnight Rider naked with a bow,

 

Dancing around for Cinderella giving her a “tiny” show

 

Beer30 had a chew held tight in his gum

 

He filled up his spit cup with mischievous Ho-Hum

 

RandyA had a broad face and a bit of a belly

 

That shook when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly

 

Stardbog always happy, a right jolly old self

 

You can’t help but smile, in spite of yourself

 

In the wink of an eye the mods read a thread

 

Should I let this continue or should it be dead

 

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work

 

Yammer Dan has retired, no more putting up with perps

 

And pulling his finger as everyone knows

 

Will make “The Pond Monster” smell but not like a rose

 

He sprang to his Venture, to his team gave a whistle

 

Riderduke said watch this guy he rides like a missile

 

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight

 

"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night".

 

names changed to reflect the "usual suspects"

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That was great Richard! :thumbsup2: It was fun to read!

 

Speaking of pies... humm, is that apple pie I smell coming from my kitchen?!!! Sleeperhawk is home from work and is making his famous chili so I will make some cornbread to go with it. And pie for dessert! Just what we need on a cold Saturday evening! But still no snow!

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