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He was big and he was tough
Sort of primitive and hairy
On first encounter his face
Was frankly somewhat scary
He could .fight and he could cuss
Run a marathon without dropping
And when he got his dander up 
Boy he really took some stopping
He could swim and swim for hours
Using the crawl and the dog paddle
But nobody dare ever ask him why 
He rode his Hog side saddle

He was the leader of his gang
Unchallenged year by year
His visage and his bearing
Inspiring loyalty and fear
He could quiet a room
In his suit of blackest leather
And he never wore head gear
Regardless of the weather
But he could still draw glances 
When he led the pack on a ride
‘cos he did look rather strange
With both legs on one side

He fell in love eventually
Suddenly and rather hard
With a biker babe he’d met 
In a bike wrecker’s yard
She was blonde and she was pretty
And boy she really caught him
So much about love and life
She very quickly taught him
And she put her foot down quickly
Insisted he start to lead the rides
On his big Harley Hog
With one leg either side

She set about with determination
To change every aspect of his life
Until he finally succumbed and she
Became his one and only loving wife
And he put his Hog away 
Shaved and combed his hair
And his gang suddenly felt 
Very unwelcome there
But she couldn’t totally tame
This one time Angel Hellion
He rode side saddle now and then
Just as an act rebellion

I ran across him years later
Still big but not quite so hairy
But over scones and tea
Didn’t seem quite so scary
I asked him about his riding style
Why’d he mount his Hog that way
He grinned and looked evasive
Made me swear not to say
Then he told me his great secret 
Which I did find rather absurd
I’d love to tell but I swore my oath
And I’m a man who keeps his word

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Date: 10/11/2022 12:46:00 AM
An incredibly gripping write, enjoyed every line from start to finish!
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Terry Ireland
Date: 10/11/2022 7:21:00 AM
Thank you for reading Terry
Date: 10/10/2022 6:57:00 PM
Terry there isn't a person alive that could just read HALF of one of your poems. The reader surely hangs on every word to find out what comes next. Your style of writing with the ebb and flow of the words reminds me of an Aussie poet (rather famous) of the name Patterson. And just for the record.. I don't care to know the reason for both legs on one side !!! Cheers.
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Terry Ireland
Date: 10/10/2022 11:45:00 PM
Oh Wendy, what a lovely thing to say - if you mean Banjo Patterson I remember reading his work many many years ago as a teen. Many thanks. Terry
Date: 10/10/2022 1:10:00 PM
terry - this is wonderfully told and beautifully rhymed! you sure tricked me at the end, though, but it is kind of cool the way you finished it off..
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Terry Ireland
Date: 10/11/2022 7:23:00 AM
Thank you Ilene - you wouldn't expect me to break a confidence would you. Terry
Date: 10/10/2022 11:15:00 AM
Too tight jeans, perhaps, Terry? This is a delightful tale, and I would love to see your "hero" in all his glory.
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Terry Ireland
Date: 10/11/2022 7:24:00 AM
Thanks Jim - interesting theory Terry

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