Bike Ride
Oh this long road,
a woman with
sunglasses hiding
her rich wrinkles
Ass deep in a
Mercedes Benz
Oh what a fine
machine
as I pedal
my legs
on a dirt green rusty
bike
Nobody declares victory but you,
but there is no game
she might have
felt the wind to
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