040310e My Harley Friend Poem by Manonton Dalan
040310e My Harley Friend
i heard a chopper reeving
that's monthly's ride for him
he keeps that harley in blanket
it doesn't sound right today
it's more of a rice burner
i bet he'll drive to buy parts
no he didn't, he runs it longer
somehow it becomes selftuner
now he'll take off like rocket
come back after an hour or so
wipe it off, stand there in admiration
drinks budlights and shelf for duration
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