Motor Ride

“On a hog ride today” Gun Roswell

Motor Ride

Standing, parked, in the street corner
Leathery bags setup to adorn her
She is a gorgeous thing
Just looking at it makes you sing

A black and silvery beauty
Was called out for duty
Hauling on an unforgettable ride
Almost close to something divine

When mounting the bike
There is nothing more to like
Than the feel of the power
As on the two wheeled ride tower

Hitting the streets
Nothing better to seek
Then the looks of strangers
Adoring the danger

But soon, the ride is over
It is time the mind to alter
When hopping on a manual bike
And peddling back home with strife!