Two days ago a storm blew through
you grab me just out of the blue
“Come on honey, let’s call our buds
and kick off those ole winter ruts.”
Where is me key, where are me boots?
fall on me a$$ puttin’ on me suits
a shawl and gloves and me brain bucket
you laugh, “We ain’t goin’ to Nantucket!”
No, this is maybe not Cape Cod
it’s March in Utah, you’ll freeze your rod!
So you better double up on clothes
or you won’t just have a frozen nose.
I hear them coming down the street
there is no sound that is more sweet
two Harleys and an Iron Horse
for those some guys get a divorce
Get on the bikes and off we ride
this feeling I have been denied,
for our winter is way too long
‘cause on my bike is where I belong.
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Be always safe,
Karen
I think you've just insired me for a kiddies book I'm working on...
Ride on babe, ondasilvermachine....Zooooooooooom
Love Tinka
always,
randy
be well and happy,
Kathy
love a ride on the wild side
Loved this one
Becca
William
Gotta escape into that gorgeous scenery!
Your words are magic and thanks for sharing with
all of us -
becka
Stay warm..
love,
Ron
Hugs
Fee
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. ;D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.