Randy Johnson

My Stinking Honda - Poem by Randy Johnson

Honda makes a great bike.
But there was one Honda I never liked.
My Honda was a piece of junk.
It was an XR75 and it stunk.

When I bought it, I wasn't aware that it needed a lot of work.
I can't believe I bought it like a jerk.
I couldn't afford to have it repaired.
This Honda was my greatest nightmare.

It needed new pistons and rings.
I finally sold it for practically nothing.
It burned out a spark plug every few weeks.
This motorcycle really reeked.

After driving it for fifteen minutes, it would quit.
I'm so happy to be rid of it.
The previous owner didn't tell me what the motorcycle was like.
Now I've bought a much better bike.

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  • (9/14/2005 1:17:00 PM)

    A funny poem with a seemingly happy ending. (Report) Reply

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  • (9/14/2005 12:51:00 PM)

    This is a funny poem, even though it looks like you had no concern for any meter pattern. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 15, 2006

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