by OceanzestHamilton, Waikato, New Zealand
Jun 2017 593 Views 1 comments
Let's ride
..an' I said Billy, you gotta ride that 'cycle like God knows no more retribution for sinners,
out here it's oil, chain, and nil return on the dollar,
lean that baby over 'til you can see the angels in the dust.
And he stood there figurin' it for a while
scrapin' his boot in the hot tar
then he said
"Okay, let's ride"
out here it's oil, chain, and nil return on the dollar,
lean that baby over 'til you can see the angels in the dust.
And he stood there figurin' it for a while
scrapin' his boot in the hot tar
then he said
"Okay, let's ride"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2017
About this poem:
glimpse of prose, reckon there's a story in there.If you've ever ridden a motorcycle you will know..
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Comments (1)
Nice then had lunch.
North end Muriwai.
Spoke to my baby all the way up!
"Get your a** moving!"
Good KTM