Spring Bike Week

It's finally time for spring bike week...
the time when all my senses peak.
As sure as the engines roar..
my heart will soar.

For the brotherhood of bikes...
this is no doubt my life.
It feels so good, it should be a crime...
for if it were, I'd gladly do the time.

The only thing that may slow my participation...
woul be the forever evil precipitation.
And as it comes to an end...
I'm ok, fall is around the bend.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
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