For the Highway Poets, Peddlar, et al
(Poet Noet: any resemblance persons living or dead is purely coincedental)
Mother was a Biker
Out on Highway One
All the Angels liked her
Leading every run.
Mother was a Biker
Modified choppers and soccer
All the Angels spiked her
Number one goal tending blocker.
Mother was a Biker
Mother was a Biker
Stood about six foot four
All the Angels piked her
Left ‘em panting…”no…more…”
Mother was a Biker
Regent of Highway One
All the Angels wouldn’t strike her
Known to carry a gun.
Mother was a Biker
Mother was a Biker
Stamped by a mom tattoo,
All the Angels names in Rikers,
& Prayers for the crew.
Mother was a Biker
Out on highway fun
All the Angels liked her
Leading every one.
Mother was a Biker
Mother was a Biker
& Father wasn't so bad himself.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
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