Twas the Night Before Christmas (Ducati Version)

[Schwanger]

I realize this is a little late, but I didn't get it finished until this morning.


Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The beer trays were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Taglioni soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Desmo danced in their heads.
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our Ducs for that long winter's nap.

When out on the street there arose such a clatter,
"That noise is familiar, that's dry clutch chatter!"

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a Ducati, not those 8 wussy reindeer.

That little old rider could steer so quick,
He threw the bike in with just a bit of a flick.
More rapid than eagles his mods they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Termi! now, Ohlins! now, BST's and Bridgestones like glue!
On, Brembo! On, Nichols! on, Barnett and DP ECU!
To the top of Qatar! to the top of the Portugal!
Now wheelie away! Wheelie away! Wheelie away all!"

With those tires he can really fly,
When he hits the throttle, smoke fills the sky.
So up the driveway the mods they flew,
With the panniers full of parts, and Taglioni too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the street
The screeching and squealing  of that enormous rear meat.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Through the wall Taglioni came with tremendous sound.

He was dressed in full leather, from his head to his boot,
He was covered in scuffs all over his suit.
A bundle of parts he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the beer trays, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, atop the bike he rose!

He started the bike, oh what a clatter,
And away he rode as everyone began to scatter.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, and keep your lid on tight!"


Merry Christmas!

[lwszabo]

Awesome!!!

[Dietrich]

Nice one!   

[Monsterlover]