Written by Mike Boisvert, Pandera, OH 'Twas the night before Christmas And all the through the shop Not a piston was firing, Not even a pop. The sledheads were nestled All snug in their beds While visions of barn finds All danced in their heads. And the wife in her nighty, And I with Viagra, Had just settled down for A little winter what have ya... When what on the tv came on So much disruption and static, "A blast from the past!", My response automatic. The moon revealed a layer Of new fallen snow, And highlighted fresh tracks On the yard down below. When what what to my wondering Eyes should appear, But a shiny red Rupp And eight minty John Deeres! With such a skilled rider on a Magnum so quick, it had to be Stull, no wait, it's St Nick. "Now Dator, Now Spitfire, Now Sprintfire, Now Snowfire, On JDX, on Trailfire, on Horicon and Liquifire! They tore up the yard and flew over the hill in a flash. The little red Rupp got sideways and knocked over the trash. The Red rider was scruffy and smelled strongly of gas, And chuckled out loud as he tore up my grass. The crew parked out back And went into my shop, and went straight to work, only for beers did they stop. As I peeked through the window I was amazed by the scene, There sat my Centurion all shiny and clean! With a new seat cover and new graphics and my trusty old triple, new paint on the tunnel, without even a ripple! The work was amazing from the red and green crew. They left as quick as they came after downing their brew. Over the twin pipes I heard Santa yell into night, "Merry Christmas to all and on the trails keep right!"
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