Best Harley Poems

He showed up dressed in black leather
Dates aren’t meant to last forever
It wasn’t just fun  
He was on the run
A hostage date was --quite...

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[Just a little note to help maintain the peace on Soup.          
To cause no animosity among...

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Always Prepared

Ready 
Freddy

The Untamed

Feral
Ferril

What’s in Frankie’s Pockets?

Frankie’s
hankies

Patriotic Guy

Yankee
Frankie

Of the highest Quality

Fraser’s
razors

Small Eater

Grazer
Frazer

The Warlock

Pagan
Fagin

The Brilliant One

Star Glow
Fargo

Something’s About to Happen to Him

Herald
Gerald

Poet

The bard
Gerard

The Mimic

Parrot
Garret

Who Needs Pudding...

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You may be living in a king size house 
Sleeping in a king size bed
Laying on a king size mattress 
With a king size pillow...

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We are known for our football, bratwurst, and beer,
Iridescent blue lakes with fresh waters, crystal clear,
Summer's sun blazes hot enough to make skin burn,
Cheese producing...

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If only I had been a teen in the Fifties
I'm sure I would have had "Happy Days",
Like Fonzie I would have donned a leather jacket
And...

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A vacuum cleaner should glide
And relief from messes provide
It is quite unlike
Harley Davidson's bike
Since the dirtbag's on the inside



Author's note: Someone told me this vapid...

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Ross still rides his Harley, if the weather's good.
Can't get away much, like he used to.
Thursday morning breakfast with the airplane guys,
Talking farm prices;
what the...

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I want to learn to live before I die
To glimpse the light that makes my vision clear
To see the truth that lies within the lie.

I...

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It is the evening I have waited for, 
stiletto heels three inches high adorned my feet,
real nylons hung from garters beneath a
skin tight, leather skirt...

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The whole of a journey still to be traveled
is much like a novel begun
with threads of the story not yet unraveled
and windings of plot to...

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On an outback plain where big Roos were few
A gang went riding their Harley’s
Their plan was to stop at the pub for a brew
So they...

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Bridges, ridges… cliffs and ifs…
How to know which road to go?
Are there signposts apropos,
Guiding landmarks that will show
Each and every threat there?
I’ll cross that bridge...

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Sadly, some women don't like to see their men bald
And by others, if you're bearded, well you'll never get called
Then there're the ones that only...

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