Looking for cool chicks!

Bikers are a rare breed

This one is rare indeed

His optics act with speed

To eye his newfound steed

Tired of chasing bird on wing

Will use the bike to take a fling

New birds attract his thing

He eyes that dingaling

Boys honk horns he thought

To get the chicks to naught

Though this biking might with danger fraught

His innovation would applaud

And then on just a wing

And his dingaling

Go out to find his fling

Much joy to him would bring

Watch out dear girls he has you in his sight

And no doubt his sight is bright

He’s looking for delight

Does that give you fright?

04/01/2008