His bike looked a little bit cheesy
With its 22cc weed eater it was wheezy
It would go 5mph against the wind
But 20mph back again
So he stayed home if it was breezy
The battery made the bike electric
The rider, he was eccentric
It was made from old bikes
And even some trikes
To say the least, it was ecclectic...............
There was a biker who was into speed
He said "More gears, bigger motor, expansion chamber" I need
But when he looked in the bank
All could buy was a crank
And a new bell for his steed
The road's my friend, today I ride
My smile deepens, my eyes grow wide
A nasty thump, it get's stuck in my fork
Poor little rabbit, it looks like ground pork
There once was an engineer
At the China motor he did sneer
Within a week it became clear
the bike is now treasured more than a beer
The goal of perfection
has become an infection
without any direction
the goal is still perfection
The buzz and vibration
were once an irritation
A solution to the situation
will be a motorbike revelation
There once was a boy-go-fast
His reputation did not last
He did cling tightly to the mast
As his ship did sink
he began to think
My customer service must really stink
My bike just sits in the shed
I know that it thinks I am dead
I would ride in the cold
But I'm just not that bold
And I'm not that sick in the head..................
My MB is sexy that is for sure
she comes out to see it, that girl from next door.
just watching her legs straddle the seat
this is a sight that just can't be beat
she made it worth revving the motor some more