In his time, he rule his
land, he cherish his world of love
and romance all together,
he dressed up neatly, he put his
manly perfume on, he
combed his hair, how slick it will
be, he polished his old
fashion dressy shoes, he wear his
skid row leather jacket,
he checked his teeth, how shinny
it shall be, his face was
clean shaved, he didn't plunked
his nose hairs either or
neither, he doesn't have any scariest
tattoos of his arms, he
went out, he hopped on the Harley
Davis motorcycle, he wear
his coolest helmet of all times
during the day, he love to
drive and drove like the wind
it blows so heavy enough,
he thinks it seemed very cool
ride indeed, he love to
shown off so suddenly, he parked it
perfectly on the parking
lot, he storm through the bar
himself, he got his world
famous beer, when the Mexican
band was playing on live,
he does his motorcycle dance
awesomely, he blinked his
good eye only once, he got the
Mexican smile at the woman
of his dream at the table, he
will laugh so out loud and
clear and so dear
Written by
Michael James Brindley
10-14-16
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