When someone say's "You can't do that."
What's the first thing you do?
You convince yourself Yes I can
& to the rest you say screw you.

At 5'2" there's not much else you can do
You have to prove them all wrong
It's not always muscle, you've learned over the years
There are other ways to be strong

They say "people on a Harley are big, mean & tall.
What would happen if the bike were to fall?
The same that happens to anyone I'd be embarrassed & a little bit hurt
But I'd get back up, take a little bow, Then I'd brush off the dirt

I've paid my dues, ran the gauntlet. I've earned my way
On my fueley I've racked up some miles ... nearly 50K
No cross country. But done poker runs "it's for a good cause they say"
I don't care where they go ... I'll ride on any day

I ride all the time. The weather won't stop me
Not rain ... sleet ... or snow
I'm one tough wench that can handle a wrench
And I'm always ready to go

So come on ladies, warm up your bike
put on your leathers & some pearls
Tell the ol' man "I'll see you later.
I'm going for a ride with the girls."

4-2-99
RAW
Biker poet of the millennium