seems like this is somewhat indulgent
i'm very unsure what it all means
so of course
i continue
crazy bob rides up
on his new black and silver bagger
with a factory sidecar
he offered me
my son's first ride in a hack
he was five
i rode with him
it was my fist ride too
i was a little older
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem