230’s CREED

Across this desert land, throttle in our hand
This asphalt road we ride
Trailers in tow, to Laughlin we go
With unity and pride.

Rain nor wind nor cold nor snow, the weather is never too gnarly,
As we follow our leader, an American Hero,
A man who rides a Harley.

Pacifico, no Bud no Coors, is our beer
of choice
Some wine and cheese, more beer please (Dan), do we have to raise our voice?

Tomorrow we’re off for another ride as we take our challenge to heart,
No worries though, our plans are solid, because we spent all evening getting smart.