Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the pad,
There was nothin happenin', now thats pretty sad.
The beers were all chillin in the fridge with care,
In hopes that the Saint Nicholas would be more than fair.
With our stomachs packed with burrito’s and beer,
Dave and I crashed on the couch for some cheer.
When out in the yard there arose such a racket,
I ran for the door and put on my jacket.
I saw a Hayabusa, it was burgandy and black.
And the rider had a tattoo, it said "Liltroy" on his back.
He hauled up the house on that bikeful of sacks,
And that bike hit the roof like it was running on tracks.
I couldn't help staring, that bike was high class.
But I had to go in -- I was freezing my a$$.
Down through the chimney he fell with a crash,
And out of the fireplace he came dragging his stash.
With a smile and some glee he passed out the loot,
A new jacket for Dave and some parts for my scoot.
He patted my back and shook Dave’s right hand,
Spun on his heel and up the chimney he ran.
From up on the roof came a great deal of thunder,
As that Leo Vince pipe ripped the silence from under.
While tearing through wind, he roared off in the night,
Shouting, "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good ride!"
Merry Christmas Everyone!!
There was nothin happenin', now thats pretty sad.
The beers were all chillin in the fridge with care,
In hopes that the Saint Nicholas would be more than fair.
With our stomachs packed with burrito’s and beer,
Dave and I crashed on the couch for some cheer.
When out in the yard there arose such a racket,
I ran for the door and put on my jacket.
I saw a Hayabusa, it was burgandy and black.
And the rider had a tattoo, it said "Liltroy" on his back.
He hauled up the house on that bikeful of sacks,
And that bike hit the roof like it was running on tracks.
I couldn't help staring, that bike was high class.
But I had to go in -- I was freezing my a$$.
Down through the chimney he fell with a crash,
And out of the fireplace he came dragging his stash.
With a smile and some glee he passed out the loot,
A new jacket for Dave and some parts for my scoot.
He patted my back and shook Dave’s right hand,
Spun on his heel and up the chimney he ran.
From up on the roof came a great deal of thunder,
As that Leo Vince pipe ripped the silence from under.
While tearing through wind, he roared off in the night,
Shouting, "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good ride!"
Merry Christmas Everyone!!
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so you two know each other huh
