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By B.K. Date: 2001 Aug 06 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.06.09.45.12925]] |
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The dogs barked The neighbors gawked So unlike me Haven't been on a Harley Since I was 20 something But here I am Donning the latest head gear He says it just like riding a horse You just put your foot on the pedal And swing wide My sisters style, horses and motorcycles My idea of roughing it, is jeeps and hiking I have this thing about terra firma I hate flying But I swear mom; he is the coolest driver. Been driving since he was a baby The air is wonderful, Clouds blocked the sunrays Rolling around the perimeter of the lake Watching yachts dart in and out of the coves He kept asking me if I needed a butt break I did not quite understand Till I tried to get off My arms worked, my legs moved But, my bum was numb He said I would be cussing him in the morning But I must have not squirmed too much (Harley riders hate squirmy women.) Cause he's coming back To show me What it is like at night, Riding on a Harley. bk |