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and
over
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parts
including
wheels
and
tires.
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one
of
the
most
important
investments
of
your
life
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into
CASH!!
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| McHenry
Harley
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pays
top
dollar
for
used
bikes! |
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Merry
Christmas
And
Happy
New
Year
From
The
Little
Shop
That
Rocks! |
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Thanks
For
A
Great
Year!
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'Twas
The
Night
Before
Christmas..Biker
Style |
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'Twas
the
night
before
Christmas,
And
not
until
Spring
Would
a
motor
be
running,
not
even
a
Wing.
The
bikes
are
all
sleeping,
they're
covered
and
warm,
Batteries
are
tended,
nylon
covers
their
form.
My
Bros
were
all
nestled
down
snug
in
their
beds,
While
visions
of
new
chrome
danced
in
their
heads.
And
I
in
my
do-rag,
bike
jacket
and
boots
Out
shoveling
snow,
and
dreaming
of
scoots.
Then
from
the
horizon
there
came
such
a
clatter
My
shovel
I
dropped,
what
could
be
the
matter?
Away
up
the
hill,
I
slogged
through
the
snow
Looked
up
at
the
sky,
where'd
all
that
noise
go?
Then
a
throb
from
the
heavens,
like
straight
pipes
so
hearty
Gave
Summers'
good
thoughts,
a
loud
bikers'
party.
When,
what
to
my
wondering
eyes
should
appear
But
a
HD
Ultra
Classic,
Red
trailer
in
rear!
With
a
little
old
rider,
so
lively
and
quick,
I
knew
in
a
moment
it
must
be
St.
Nick.
More
rapid
than
a
V-Rod
his
Ultra
came
on,
And
he
whistled,
and
shouted,
and
sang
out
this
song;
"Now,
Springer!
Now,
Dyna!
On
Ultra
and
Softail!
Now
Knuckle!
Now
Sporty!
On
Shovel
and
Switchback!
To
the
top
of
the
porch!
to
the
top
of
the
wall!
Now
RIDE
away!
RIDE
away!
RIDE
away
all!"
So
up
to
the
house-top
that
Ultra
it
flew
With
a
trailer
of
goodies,
and
ole'
St.
Nick
too
And
then,
in
a
twinkling,
I
heard
on
the
roof
The
rumble
and
thunder
of
pipes
that
gave
proof.
I
ran
in
the
house,
boots
thumping
around,
And
in
came
St.
Nick
all
bearded
and
round
Dressed
all
in
black
leather,
from
do-rag
to
boot
His
chaps
were
all
tarnished
with
road
grime
and
soot
A
T-bag
of
goodies
he'd
flung
on
his
back
And
he
looked
like
a
peddler
just
opening
his
pack
His
shades
--
how
they
twinkled!
his
do-rag
how
scary!
With
chains
intertwined,
through
skulls
that
were
blurry!
His
droll
little
mouth
had
done
many
a
row,
So
the
beard
of
his
chin
was
as
white
as
the
snow.
The
stump
of
a
pipe
he
held
tight
in
his
teeth
The
smoke
had
a
strange
smell,
it
gave
him
relief.
He
had
a
broad
face
and
a
large
fat
beer
belly
That
shook
when
he
laughed
like
a
bowlful
of
jelly
He
was
tattooed
and
plump,
a
right
jolly
old
rider,
So
I
offered
a
cold
nip,
thought
what
could
be
righter?
A
wink
of
his
eye
as
he
downed
that
cold
Cider,
That
gave
me
to
know
I
had
nothing
to
fear
He
spoke
not
a
word,
but
went
straight
to
my
ride
And
fixed
it
with
Chrome,
Horsepower
and
Pride
And
giving
the
peace
sign
with
bikers'
good
cheer
Strode
off
to
his
Ultra
rumbling
near.
He
sprang
on
the
saddle,
his
gloves
on
the
bars
A
wheelie
he
threw,
then
off
towards
the
stars
I
heard
him
exclaim,
as
my
chest
swelled
with
pride,
"MERRY
CHRISTMAS
TO
ALL,
AND
TO
ALL
A
GOOD
RIDE!"
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McHenry
Harley-Davidson
Shop
2103
West
Route
120
McHenry,
IL
60051
www.mchenryhd.com
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