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25-03-2007, 09:48am
Just something i plagurised:
There was movement down in Jindy, for the word had passed around
That the Busas from all around were on their way,
And once parked all together – were worth a million bucks
In the eyes of the jockeys gathered there that day
All the tried and noted riders from cities near and far
And some were there to just make up the numbers
Had mustered at the hotel overnight
To drink and drink and brag some more – a couple had a chunder!
There was Kawa, who made his pile from flogging something passing as oil,
The old man with his hair as short as the author,
But few could ride beside him when his blood was on the boil,
Only cause his beast was made of carbon fibre
So they went – and raced toward the mountain
But the weather was surely against them
And the old man gave his orders – no use for fancy riding now
But the young men paid him no heed
Ride boldly – and never fear the spills they cried
As they headed round the mountain at thunderous speed
When they reached the mountains summit
They stopped to catch their breath
That was one hell of a ride
One slip was certain death they cried
What was that nasty smell one said
Who was it that farted?
No – thatâ€s the guy on the ZX-14 Iâ€m sure
Heâ€s still trying to get it started
He was going to show us all how to ride
The fastest bike ever made
But hereâ€s something we already knew
His machine just didn't make the grade
Long live the king!
Ruffy
There was movement down in Jindy, for the word had passed around
That the Busas from all around were on their way,
And once parked all together – were worth a million bucks
In the eyes of the jockeys gathered there that day
All the tried and noted riders from cities near and far
And some were there to just make up the numbers
Had mustered at the hotel overnight
To drink and drink and brag some more – a couple had a chunder!
There was Kawa, who made his pile from flogging something passing as oil,
The old man with his hair as short as the author,
But few could ride beside him when his blood was on the boil,
Only cause his beast was made of carbon fibre
So they went – and raced toward the mountain
But the weather was surely against them
And the old man gave his orders – no use for fancy riding now
But the young men paid him no heed
Ride boldly – and never fear the spills they cried
As they headed round the mountain at thunderous speed
When they reached the mountains summit
They stopped to catch their breath
That was one hell of a ride
One slip was certain death they cried
What was that nasty smell one said
Who was it that farted?
No – thatâ€s the guy on the ZX-14 Iâ€m sure
Heâ€s still trying to get it started
He was going to show us all how to ride
The fastest bike ever made
But hereâ€s something we already knew
His machine just didn't make the grade
Long live the king!
Ruffy