Good Riddance To Those Old Kneezzz
Well, bikers all-
both knees, that is
one's in formaldehyde
and what's left of my left one
is on it's way
to an "Institute of Higher Learning"
in the Midwest (a SoHIO Station?)
to be studyed to "determine the cause of the disease that
wrecked my knees".
"OK, swell Doc, since I let you have my knees,
lets you and I jump in your fine ride,
and tool up route 99 to the Harley Dealership
and see just how long it'll take you to write a check out
for a nice big Road King for this
road queen all shiny; a one-seater; no ape-hangers tho-thanks
i've had my share of those in my lifetime!
Black leather saddle-bags-sure,of course, and fishtail pipes w/loads a chrome
and speakin' a low-its GOT to be low to the ground so's
I can be one with the earth and mother nature an..proffessor?
you gettin' this? pro..?? "Miss Witkowski? Miss Witkowski?"
"Shake her, some come out of anesthesia harder."
"Giver her some O2."
"Hey wha- whats this-where am I?"
"Your surgery went perfectly! You have a brand new
"Oh-Laconia, here i come!"
"Babe, Its next to heaven,even if its rainin'."