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Bikes, Women, and Song
Peter rides a sport bike, quite speedy and fast,
Maybe, just maybe, that flashy style, has seen its time pass,
Peter found a Harley, a sleek cruiser, if you will,
But Peter needed it better, if his dream bike, were to fulfill,
From his toolbox, he brought to bear,
His wrenches and drills, and into that Harley, he surely did tear,
Liz, his Asian mistress, first watched in earnest silence,
But when the bills found home, it was like a great minus,
The bike is done! Of a kind, it’s just only one,
Styling on this machine, is gonna be fun,
Fire it up! The loud angry growl did spread fear,
That was nothing, it scared the Fat Bike, when Peter kicked it into gear,
On back Liz looked so awesome, and to admirers, she was a treat,
But what was she gonna do, about that awful little seat?
A big fat rear tire, turned many heads on the Pike,
But were they checking out Liz, or really the bike?
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