Pride and joy of shining chrome
The Mirror polish I find at home
Spanners or wrench and gallons of oil
The proud results of hours of toil
Sunny days on the open road
Wind in my hair the traffic slowed
Freedom to move the bike does weave
Tin top hell these roads I leave
Mountain pass and clear blue sky
Heart of steel my scoot does fly
Saddle bags and camping gear
Symphonic pipes are all I hear
Destination is unknown
Miles and miles this bike has flown
Pride and joy the Biker’s toot
Homeward bound you hear my scoot

Some Biker Bitch's Poetry This book is full of poetry written by a biker’s old lady. It is meant for anyone and everyone to read and enjoy. It is full of laughter, love, heartache, sin, hope, care, death to the end, bashful, ignorant, common, unfair, people who think that they might care, restless, vengeful, adventurous, calm, feelings that should be put to a song. So if you are interested please read on…