Ride the Snake
Thy brother, strong, straight and true,
to the core, his blood flows, fast and through.
I love him dearly, ever since his birth,
what an incredible gift from mother Earth.
Mad as a cut snake, I'd hate to cross.
You did? You C@#T! Ha Ha, your loss.
Boxer and Biker, to the very core,
F@#$%n crazy Outlaw.
His heart is enormous, as big as Ayres Rock,
the man is solid, no muppet could knock.
F@#k yeah!
I love him to death,
till my last rattle of breath.
Not long now to go,
I will see him in time,
my brother, my brother,
dear friend of mine.
Copyright © Heydon Bunting | Year Posted 2010
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