The lie began in ' 58
And grew into a dispute great
For, in this stateside nation
The bike was badged Zundapp Citation
While overseas for local trade
Twas Imperator, Horex made
Born from that tale this bike you see
It's named Split Personality
It takes no sides, it's merely fast
With cut down chassis built to last
Blown twin plug heads sparked by a mag
All that completes the power jag
With chrome and trinkets it does drip
And soon the streets here it will rip!
The Ghost Mark II
Long long ago all saw the Ghost
The Kelsey bike that was the most
But now there's something wild and new
'Cos, Kelsey's built the Ghost Mark II
It's stretched and blown and magged and pearled
And set to rock the custom world
Its finned and polished parts all shine
It rates a 12 on scale of nine
And soon, it might be up for grabs
Bring lots of green to pay the tab
So don some shades and take a gaze
This Kelsey's Kustom does amaze
Son of six
Through mists of time a dream all spied
A monster few would dare to ride
Twas Latham huffed with many tricks
And count the barrels, there were six
Now spawning from that ancient grave
A polished potent wicked knave
From grounds unholy it does rise
The world it soon will terrorize
So cower all, let children wail
From Son of Six we pull the veil
Hidden safe in an ancient barn
Is how we start this fetching yarn
An engine made in German land
Named Horex, now few understand
But now it's risen from its sleep
And destiny's date it will keep
Like swaddling clothes it now does wear
A chassis modern with no peer
With supercharger at its back
So no performance it will lack
With forks that reach to kingdom come
This Horex's home is finally done!
