Thought for the Morning Coffee Break
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Thought for the Morning Coffee Break
Some think bikers are mean,
Some dressed in leathers, others in jeans.
You don't like our patches or the clothes that we wear,
You hate our bandannas and our long hair.
You don't like our scooters or our loud pipes,
You think we're not loyal to the Stars and Stripes.
You don't like our patches worn on our vests,
You think we're so different FROM all the rest.
Truth is, Mister, we're kind of alike,
You drive a car and I ride a bike.
You have no tattoos on your arm,
But we fought side by side in Viet Nam.
The next time your children are running around,
Enjoy their freedom, and the fun that they've found.
Remember us bikers and all that we do,
We feed our lost veterans, we're red white and blue!
We bring toys for tots and toys for a smile,
By riding our bikes for miles and miles.
You see, us bikers have never forgot,
Our homeless veterans or our homeless tots.
We are loyal to our clubs and true to our bro's,
We will always wear black FROM our heads to our toes.
Society once said that long hair was for ****,
But you'll never see a biker burning a flag.
Now the tattoos and leather you don't understand,
Stands for free independence that us bikers demand.
Our long hair and patches and bikes with loud pipes,
Is a tribute to our freedom, the Stars and the Stripes.
So before you make up your mind on just what I might be,
Take a look in the mirror and what do you see?
The man that you see staring right back,
Is not too much different FROM that biker in black!!
Ride Safe Ride Free!
Some dressed in leathers, others in jeans.
You don't like our patches or the clothes that we wear,
You hate our bandannas and our long hair.
You don't like our scooters or our loud pipes,
You think we're not loyal to the Stars and Stripes.
You don't like our patches worn on our vests,
You think we're so different FROM all the rest.
Truth is, Mister, we're kind of alike,
You drive a car and I ride a bike.
You have no tattoos on your arm,
But we fought side by side in Viet Nam.
The next time your children are running around,
Enjoy their freedom, and the fun that they've found.
Remember us bikers and all that we do,
We feed our lost veterans, we're red white and blue!
We bring toys for tots and toys for a smile,
By riding our bikes for miles and miles.
You see, us bikers have never forgot,
Our homeless veterans or our homeless tots.
We are loyal to our clubs and true to our bro's,
We will always wear black FROM our heads to our toes.
Society once said that long hair was for ****,
But you'll never see a biker burning a flag.
Now the tattoos and leather you don't understand,
Stands for free independence that us bikers demand.
Our long hair and patches and bikes with loud pipes,
Is a tribute to our freedom, the Stars and the Stripes.
So before you make up your mind on just what I might be,
Take a look in the mirror and what do you see?
The man that you see staring right back,
Is not too much different FROM that biker in black!!
Ride Safe Ride Free!
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Helloo and thank you for placing the poem on this forum, would like to take this opportunity to give credit to the author of this peom as stated below:
Written by Wayne Haskell
Vietnam Vet
Deep South Riders Chapter
Thanks, have a great and safe week
Knightgale
Written by Wayne Haskell
Vietnam Vet
Deep South Riders Chapter
Thanks, have a great and safe week
Knightgale
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