Them thet ride them Harley’s,
sometimes knowed as hogs,
attract a lot of women,
but, some of em are really dogs.
But when ya pick up a chick
and ya got her on yer hog,
if she’s put together right
ya don’t care if she’s a dog.
Then thar’s other times
when an extra snort er two,
will help convince yer mind
this'un here’ll do.
Some thit ride them thar hogs
just plain don't give a crap
they'll go to bed with anything
an it won't be to take no nap.
But, thar’s a difference twist makin’ love
and simply having sex.
It’s kinda like going to the concert
as opposed to Memorex.
Sometimes when he's a ridin’
just cruisin’ on his hog,
it might take all of his resistance
to avoid yet another dog.
But when he stops fer a drink
an finds one feelin lonely,
He don’t worry bout no Memorex,
she becomes his one and only.
There's times when a four legged dog
can put ya in the ditch,
but generally the scars aren’t as deep
as those from a real biker bitch.
She’ll mess a little with yer mind
then she’ll toy some with your heart.
She’ll pretend that she’s the one
then she’ll tear yer ass apart.
She’ll let you buy the drinks,
might even take you to her bed,
but don’t be a countin on scorin’
she'll probly throw you out instead
Course, now a days,
with all the diseases ya might catch,
it don’t pay to make no real love,
less'n yer a wearin' yer Playtex.
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Thank you for making me laugh. Karen
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Be always safe,
Karen
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Indeed...the apple has fallen far from the tree! Huh?
Blessings,
Christine