Beery Biker
After one too many beers
in the wee hours of the night,
I whizzed around town on my
motorbike, feeling light.
I zoomed into dim sidestreets
and who or what did I meet?
Deep potholes, like drunk hobos,
recklessly crossing the street!
But nastier than potholes,
the pavement was a different case.
It leaped and stood bolt upright
and slammed hard against my face !!
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