Biker's Torch

Biker's Torch
written by Rod Hatter
Oct. 22, 2009
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Swap meet here, trade-off there,
in the old days, we did share.
Scrounging through a box or two,
We found parts, yeah, quite a few.
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Keep them running was our goal,
these things just don't run on coal.
Sometimes had to scrape off mold,
man...these parts are getting old.
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It was in us, to build bikes,
some were choppers, some were trikes.
As we built them, you could see,
special details to a tee.
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While out looking, found new friends.
many of them on the mends.
We shared laughs, we shared beers,
we gacked knuckles, we shed tears.
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In our hearts we felt the pride,
knowing that we built our rides.
Yes, we loved to see them smiles,
when those bikes would roll for miles.
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Don't give up, now, pass it on,
teach our youngens, carry on,
Brotherhood is not forgotten,
be kind, share, now don't be rotten...
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You may find, you passed along,
more than just some friendly song.
These you mentor, by your porch,
may keep lit, the Biker's Torch.