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'We the People'
by The Ironhorse Writer™


'We the People,' no truer words,
throughout our history, has ever meant as much to us
in the Land of Liberty.

'We the People,' in tyranny's demise,
brought forth Freedoms cry.
Words of defiance, willfully spoke,
for which we were willing to die.

'We the People,' as North and South,
tore our country in two.
Restitched the fabric of unity,
as only a great people can do.

'We the People,' as a world at war,
drew our young away.
Affirmed to those who would rule us all,
not here, not now, not this day!

'We the People,' too often it seems,
take our roots for granted.
Yet tend the soil that bares the seeds,
of which our Forefathers planted.

'We the People,' must always defend,
that which keeps us free.
To never relinquish our Freedoms,
nor forego our Liberty.

'We the People,' no truer words,
embodies our legacy.
The very seeds that we must tend,
in the Land of Liberty.
 

  "Here is a toast to the Ladies"
Who brighten up our lives,
The ones who ride behind us
And sometimes at our sides.

It takes a righteous woman
To love a biker man,
To pay the dues, obey the rules,
And just a damn few can.

They're the ones I'm toasting
The wenches in our world.
So lift your mugs and join me
And lets drink to the girls.

That rare and special breed,
Who care for us, shed tears for us,
And understand our creed.

They feed us when were hungry,
they warm us when were cold,
Sometimes they drive us crazy
By not doin what they're told.

But when we stick our chests out
They're there to watch our backs.
And when we turn the lights out,
They're waitin in the sack.

They wash our dirty dishes,
And they polish up our chrome,
They pay our bail when were in jail
And make our hovels home.

Although we seldom say so,
And some of us never do
We love our women deeply
With a love both strong and true.

When we take them riding,
or meet them in the wind,
We know were with our lover
Our own kind and friends.

So, Bro's lets drink to the ladies,
And bless them every one,
Because, Lord knows without them
Life would'nt be much fun.

They party hearty with us,
And match us drink for toke,
They squeeze our bulging muscles,
And laugh at all our jokes.

They tease us and tempt us,
They ply us with their charms.
They wisper sweet things in our ears,
and snuggle in our arms.

They wile us and beguile us,
They impress us with their class,
And when we think weve got them trained
They up and show their ass.

But thats part of the spirit
That makes them who they are,
And if they dont have it
We wouldnt pack them far.

Down all the roads weve ridden
Theyre the best weve ever found
So, Bro's lets drink to the ladies~~
If they'll buy another round