Edythe V. Piccione
Up And Away - Poem by Edythe V. Piccione
On Thursday last, I walked with care,
And then I saw across the square,
Two people came, their hands entwined,
(a stranger pair you could not find).
He, tall and square, not one bit round;
She, soft and huge, three hundred pound!
And suddenly, I saw a sight,
A motorcycle, gleaming bright.
Unbidden thoughts came to my mind,
And none of them, I fear were kind.
But then, it all fell into place.
She mounted with amazing grace.
The thin man getting on behind.
Gripping a waist he could not find.
Helmets in place, foot pedal down,
I watched them roar away toward town!
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