The Motorcyclist

It happened last Monday near Cafe Shelly,
I was having a coffee filling my cold belly,
When a motorcyclist with a big Yamaha wheels,
Stopped by, got off on his boots with high heels,
He was in his late 60’s that was very clear to me,
My generation for sure anyone could clearly see,
He told me they are a large group of pensioners,
That go on long tours, they are the first, the pioneers,
Although they are known as the “often stopping band”,
Because they often stop on account of their prostate gland,
xox

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