The Biker Chic

I have always been on the rough side I even look butch enough to pass for a man when I ride, I want to be a biker chic and ride a Harley So I can look bad to the bone when I am really sorry, You see my dream came true one July when I received a check It should of been for my kids but I decided it was for me instead, In 2006 I bought a black Harley perfect for me I didn't care that I used my kids money because I wanted to be free, I got paid back by the lord above When I tried to pull the bike off the truck it fell on my arm and wrapped it like a glove, You see it was wrong for me to be so selfish As it turned I never have ridden the bike I thought was so lavish, I paid a price for what I have done The lesson here is your kids come first before having fun, I still have the black bike I always dreamed of I guess it will stay in the garage until I am forgiven from above. Written By: Unique Poetry 2006: This was inspired by someone I knew that this really happened to and is very sad.