Jealous of the motor.
Pretends with king of spades in spokes.
Parallel parks
like a car.
Stops at red
like a car.
Rides on highways and
cuts cars off
like a car.
My bike wishes he was a car.
A five-speed manual, convertible
topped, fire engine red, eight
cylinder, low-riding, blue book
value holding, lady attracting,
gas swallowing, pavement tearing,
high-speed chasing, bought from lawn
mowing, Armor All smelling,
down the strip cruising, parking
ticket piling, Japanese parts,
American made, fire breathing,
mother fucking car!
1 comment:
dude, I love this!
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