There she laid breath taking,
sprawled out upon the ground;
Body so slick and sexy,
she put to shame all that were around.
Her voice was deep and sexy,
with a very distinctive sound;
She had a body worth dying for,
her rear end was nice and round.
I thought to my self, how much fun I could have,
if I could take a ride;
Oh the sounds we would make together,
and what joy I would feel inside.
Then I saw her master step up,
tattooed and tattered with age;
I watched him slowly bring her to life,
when the kick start he engaged.
Then I watched them slowly ride off,
until they were long out of sight;
I could still hear her motor purr,
long into the night.
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