You're poetry is brill RC... I can picture all that deep white snow just reading it....... well white snow, grey slush and black ice to be honest...... But I can see it RC I can see it
christmas is really here
we all shout with a cheer
lots of pressies n food
everyones in a happy mood
lots of laughter n fun we share
family and freinds will all b there
we'll all have a swig maybe a few
we'll deff get drunk but hey wots new?
so all on biker match have gud fun
the season of goodwill has just begun!!!
New to this site, but thought I'd give this string a go. Hope you like it.
O Come All Ye Bike FaithfulJoyful when on Triumphs,O come ye, O come ye and ride safe and free.Get on your leathers,But watch out for the Angels;O come, get on your Suzukis,O come, get on your Hondas,O come, just hit the tarmac,And watch out for cars.O Sing, like a ‘Busa,Sing at revs excessive,Sing like a cat on heat stuck in a sack.Give to our obsession glory in the Highest;O come, get on your Kwakkas,O come, get on your Harleys,O come, just get your helmet on,And ride like the wind.All chill thee at rallies,Booze and play till morning,O Jesus! go party like there’ll be no morn’.See all the strippers, now in flesh appearing;O come, get Ye to Stormin,O come, get to the Farmyard,Just get out of the House,And ride your Bike!
hey sniffer cool song thats a brill way to join us nutty lot kepp them coming it a rearly good song that one enjoyed humming to it (cos cant sing it !!! crap voice)
by the way welcome to biker hope to see ya around
Sorry Sniffer that I haven't replied to you before, but I've just called home from my partners mums as his dad is ill in hospital.
Great post ty very much, if you have more please post them. Oh! by the way welcome to Bikermatch hun, hope to chat to you soon. xxxxxxx
I tried to post this one before. but It vanished... I'll try again but not sure if it will be as good as I have had to start from scratch.
To try and get it on the site I will break it up into bits and post several times with different bits on....OK?
Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the site
The bikers were sleeping
They'd drank themselves tight.
From out of the chimney
Came a terrible wheeze
SAnta had just found
Bp's trick with the grease.
He hit the ground running
And gave a great shout
So this is Matt's crew
I'll soon sort them out
He knew Sweetheart Kwak
Would be the first to mock
So he gave her, her prezzy
Right up her frock.
Storm was curled up, sleeping
Looking like a Fairy.
So he shoved her quite hard
On the top of the tree.
Rube was passed out
In a heap on the floor
He gave him Prep H
In a heap by the door.
BWB Was asleep, naked
So we can all guess
Where his prezzy was shoved.
What a terrible mess.
2Wheels will suffer
Thats what I think
Santa has fixed it
For him to wear pink.
Di is in trouble
He knew what went down
She'd wake up in bed
With a great ugly clown