Saturday, 26 July 2014

July 26: The eagle has landed ...

I was riding my Wing, that black shiny thing, had the better half sat on the back
When out of the sky, from up bloody high, something hit with a hell of a whack
T’was an eagle you know, flying too bloody low, and it smacked me right in the face
Left with a bloodied up nose, pretty lucky I s’pose, it wasn’t an emu sharing my space

But I’m a trooper for sure, so I sat and I swore, and slowed to a speed more serene
I jumped off the bike, and went for a hike, but that bird was nowhere to be seen
Must have been pretty okay, so I went on my way, I wasn’t too bad, pretty healthy
I did what all bikers do, I'm a pretty good view, so I whipped off a bloody fine selfie

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