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Biker Dudes

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Biker Dudes

My Dad came around the other day, on his Harley Davidson, all decked out.
The Trolls all came a running to see: what that load roar could be about.
They immediately became so very impressed, with my biker Dad, no doubt.
But it seems they’d never seen anything like: a shiny hog, that’s fully dressed out.

The bling on my Dad’s leather jacket, matched his helmet, and the bike.
And Man- Oh- Man, you can say… That’s exactly what, they really like!
That shiny hog was a gleaming, and made a special sound you can’t dislike.
Yes, a powerful engine, straight from heaven, had made this the perfect bike.

Now a Troll knows how to really roar… but could they also, tame this ride?
My biker Dad, a mischievous dude, was ready to help their biker souls arise.
He took them to the dealer… to help them find their wheels, so they could fly.
And sure enough, within a week… You could begin to hear their Great War Cries!

Now don’t you dare be frightened, it’s really not so bad, for all of us, you see…
They also found a biker bar, which plays Willie Nelson, by the hour, down the street.
From him they’ve learned to put together fundraisers, and biker run’s for charities.
And singing those, you done me wrong, country songs, are truly their specialty.

And though they love to travel… still, a lot of it’s for the He Manly show.
And the beer, pool, and fun, you know, only add more to the Willy Nelson zone.
Surprisingly, the biker chicks think, that to ride with them, is all the rage.
And the attention The Trolls, do garner lifts their spirits every day.

Thank goodness they still know, to find their way home, before the sun goes down… 

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  1. Date: 11/22/2012 4:44:00 PM
    You Rock!! I love your work, which is probably not work at all because there is such a playfulness about it. Rock on!!

  1. Date: 11/19/2012 5:37:00 PM
    Awesome, entertaining write! Hey, may I ask what breed that dog is on your avatar? I have a same looking dog I believe, but I think its a cocker spaniel mix?? ANyway, cool write. Really enjoyed it. Made me laugh Always, laura

  1. Date: 11/18/2012 6:27:00 PM
    trolls? hahaha. I never heard them called that before . this one made me recall the days my hubbie was really into his Harley but that was before the bad economy when we had to sell our marvelous Harley!

  1. Date: 11/17/2012 5:49:00 PM
    Got a chuckle..Great work that you have penned..Enjoyed reading this eve..Thanks for stopping by my blog..I appreciate your time spent there..Sara

  1. Date: 11/17/2012 5:10:00 PM
    smart biker trolls,lol,you always leave me in stitches Carol,hope I can do the same for you check out my World of Laughs

  1. Date: 11/17/2012 10:44:00 AM
    Carol, thank you for reminding me of your troll poetry ... otherwise I might have "lost" this - I can see they "spin" away ..... very sweet Carol. (you're welcome to my poetry as well :) :) - Wishing you a relaxing weekend - hope that the trolls are kind and good on the weekend. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

  1. Date: 11/17/2012 7:24:00 AM
    So that's where the trolls have been! Nice to know they get home before curfew. Nice write for your dad! Enjoyed...John

  1. Date: 11/17/2012 5:29:00 AM
    "On The Road Again"... remember singing that one all the way down to Florida a few years back! Bikers are known for their fund raisers up here too! Loved this one Carol... makes me yearn for the open road again! Hugs, Jack xox