‘Twas a Husky-borne Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas....
I gassed up The Hog,
My Harley named Rudolph
(Who thought that one up?)
I can’t use the reindeer.
They say they can’t fly.
So, on candy-red Rudy
I’ll do Christmas Ride.
I thought of those reindeer,
I used to drive,
As I...