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Burn Rubber
As I get older I’m taking a liking To relive my youth and go motor biking To pull back the throttle and kick down the gear And tear up the highway, just like yesteryear My hair flowing free as I ride without care My wife put me straight, ‘You ain’t got any hair.’ I told her there’s one thing that time never steals The rush that a man only feels on two wheels And out on the road in all my old leathers My gas driven steed shall vanquish all weathers I’ll ride and I’ll ride till my legs are like jelly She said that those leathers won’t cover that belly Give me dirt on my face and flies in my teeth Akin to a cow-herder out driving beef The pounding of pistons driving me on The joy of not knowing where to or where from She said okay go be a speeding banshee But don’t go too far in case you need to pee I had to relent there’ll be no pennies spent I can’t blame the wife, her thoughts were well meant Don’t wanna get caught short in skin hugging leathers There’s must be more ways to escape boredom’s tethers And so this is me, not wild and not free Just a wannabe biker writing bike poetry
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