The bikee of the building
“Are you a bikee?”
Politely, while thinking my eyes
Should be doin a major roll job
I reply: “No, I’m a BIKER.”
Then, she says:
“Are you a Hell’s Angel?”
(And for sure knowin’ that’s
NOT how it’s spelled)
I, with a tad more aggravation
In my tone reply:
“Well” she continues,
“You got all them bikee bumper stickers
On your wheelchair, I figured you were.” (A HA)
Apparently, she’s not “up” on her biker knowledge,
Or got a good grip on her vocabulary, either.
Soon’s my krip kaddy (or Blooze’s 4 wheel drive)
And I are not even completely in the
Elevator up to my crib on 8
I hear Miz Gossiper and Her Crew
Talking. About me, my clothing,
My friends, and another local
MC which she’s sure I am a member of.
Reminds me of a tat I got a few
Springs ago: I told the woman ink slinger
(Who owns and drives her huge Shovelhead that out weighs her
By a ton and a half)
I missed ridin, bein in the wind,
Even the bugs in my teeth!
Before I continued on my pity pot
She said “how’d you get here?”
I told her I got sick of waiting for the GD
Bus, so I rode. It was a beautiful day
And distance or trucks in the road never have scared
Me: I hate being late.
“Well,” she stated, “Did you
Feel the sun on your face? How about that spring
Breeze in your hair?”
I think: “hmmmm. She’s sorta got a point.”
After finishing up the pair of roadrunners on
My wrist, she said “Miz Blooze, being a biker’s
In your blood, your bones (no matter how screwed up
They are or how much you ache) your SOUL. Doesn’t matter
What you’re ridin’; bein’ in the wind is
Bein in the wind.”
I rode home, grinning.
I told Miz Gossiper the
Next time I rode past her and Her Crew
in the lobby “Hey, I got a bike in my living room.”
“You’re kiddin?” she replies.
“You should come on up and see it!”
Truth be- I DO. It’s a huge old Indian Chief
About 2 feet long and heavy as a Mfer
I won at one a them restaurants that hangs
All kindsa do-dads that decided to auction
The do-dads off, redecorate; donate the auction
Money to the local
Boy’s & Girl’s Club-
In the city she grew up and lived in before
Moving here. Back in her day I
Wonder if they taught anything like:
Manners, vocabulary, and not judging?
I think not.