Head North one and all ,
For this tale is not tall ,
I shall regale you with Rideout and Woe .
A bike would not start , but all took their part ,
And xXBADGERXx`s SV did , at last , have some Heart .
DavePreston was lacking as his chain was a-Cracking ,
Causing Gracie to dodge from the Sparks .
Dodgy overtakes and blasts , big smiles at last ......
Orgers enjoying the Larks .
The ride was a blast , In this land from the Past
Great Beauty and grandeur at large .
Down Valleys , round Lochs , Loops and some Docks ,
Across Bridges and stops to recharge .
We arrive at Green Welly , some fill their Belly ,
with food and Vittals and Beers .
We are all back home safe , Experienced rider and Waif .
"A great rideout today my Dears" .
As night drops down , some boys head to town ,
High spirits and jinks are abound .
I can`t quite believe it , but rumours are true ,
DavePreston has bought us a round .
The night cracks on , but something goes wrong ,
and everyone heads off for bed ,
The Dawn Chorus is shattered as we are drunken and battered ,
I`ll also admit I was "Well Gattered" .
We awake the next day , the faces are Grave ,
And memory floods back of the night .
Everyone hates us , we did not do well ......
And some of are right in the Sh1te .
Apologies are uttered , the manager just Muttered ,
We stare at the floor in disgrace .
There`s Red-Ears around , it`s all just a Shame
For it is Beer that puts us in Frame
This is dedicated to everyone that attended the Glencoe Massacre II and the title of this poem ?
"The Villains of Strathfillan"