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WIND N' RAIN IN YER HAIR?
TATTOOED N' CHAINED?
YEP ... THAT'S ME!
© - Tom Hyland - 10/23/10
Bikers - God Bless ‘Em!
Most of us start out as little Kids -
With Tricycles -
Then, move on to Bicycles -
With ‘Training Wheels’ Maybe?
When we are more Adept -
An’ ‘Growed Up’ Some -
We fashionably call Them -
‘Trikes’ and/or ‘Bikes’ -
Ergo, the term - Bikers!
When I was a young Kid -
My cousin, Howard, took me for a Ride -
On the back of his ‘Motor-Bike’ -
No idea what the CC’s were way back Then -
But - it sure weren’t no ‘Hog!’
Then, there’s the ‘Mini-Bikes’ -
Cute lil guys with small wheels n’ small Motors -
Years ago, when my kids were Small -
We were visiting Family -
Up in Joisey ...
After Dinner one night, my Nephew-in-law, Rich -
Said: “C’mon, let’s take a Ride!”
We cranked their boys’ two ‘Mini’s’ Up -
And down to the back of their property we Went -
On a Trail, in the Woods, down a Steep Hill ...
Rich was quite proficient, and led the Way -
I was a mere Novice - unsure of Every-Thing!
Soon, we were ‘WHOOSHING’ Along -
Faster n’ Faster - n’ Faster -
Rich was way out of Sight ...
I GOT SKEERED!
Tried to find the Damned Clutch -
‘Thing-a-Ma-Jig’ on the left side Pedal -
Wanted to ‘Gear Down’ - but Couldn’t -
OMG - WTF ...
Squeezed the Wrong Hand-Grip -
And - ‘WHAM - BAM - THANK YOU, MA’AM!’
My Whole Body Went -
‘Ass Over Tin-Cups’ -
Over the Handle-Bars - into a Briar Patch!
Eventually, Rich came ‘Tooling Up’ -
That Damned Hill - Searchin’ for Me!
Thank God the Bike was OK!
None the Worse for Wear -
I was a Different Story!
With a chorus of: ‘OOHS n’ OUCHES”
He got me Untangled n’ out of the Bushes -
All the while - Laughin’ his fool head Off!
Yeah! I was a ‘Biker’ Alright -
A Damned Dumb ‘City-Slicker’!
After the Gals patched me Up -
N’ painted me up with Iodine -
It seemed no Bones were Broken -
N’ I would Live!
Just Lucky I Guess?
I was Maybe about Forty, or so Then -
Always Dreamed of Owning a Bike some Day -
Perhaps a Pretty Red One?
Kawasaki - Suzuki - Triumph?
A Harley-Davidson Might be Too Much?
Yeah! Me on a ‘HOG’! ... SURE!
Never Happened - what with Me -
Married, With Children n’ All!
Sounds like a Good Excuse -
‘Toolin’ Down The Road -
Wind in your Hair -
‘June-Bugs’ in yer Teeth -
YEP! That’s the Ticket!
FREE as a Bird!
‘Hell’s Angels’ - Pagans’ -
Or some other ‘Biker Gang’ -
YEAH - I’d have been Real MACHO!
‘ONE KOOL KAT’ -
They don’t call me ‘WUSS’ fer Nothin’!
Now - at the Ripe Old Age of Seventy -
Every time I ride by one of those Places -
That sells ‘Motor-Scooters’ -
I STILL DREAM ...
How about a Pretty Red One?
BIKER? ME? ALWAYS AT HEART!
© - TKH.
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|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|I have a neighbor that is in her early 60s that rides a Honda bike of sorts, has a windshield and lots of storage and she rides it to her nursing job when the weather is just right...get on out there and ride ya wuss...ed|
|Reviewed by John Domino
|Nice biker ride! Whatawewaitingfor? Go Hogs!
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Thank you for sharing your wit and humor, Tom. As for me and "bikes," I'll stick to the kind that I power myself with the strength of my legs; I feel a lot safer that way. LOL! Love and peace to you,