Electric blue dress and piercing blue eyes, say she is not just one of the guys. The cowards just cower when Liz takes the stage, While sending that Tangerine Tyrant into a rage. Electric blue dress and piercing blue eyes, she don’t put up with none of their lies. The syncopates whoContinue reading “Liz”
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Super Rat
From Barstow to Vegas to the New Jersey Barrens, through mountains and deserts and rocky environs. Skimming the sand like a wiggly Sidewinder, stand on the pegs if you need a reminder. A Hodaka Hundred will get the job done, smoking those big bikes, mostly for fun. It’s light and its nimble,Continue reading “Super Rat”
Sundance
The job was a blast, it just couldn’t last, time to drag up and go, my future was cast, no money amassed, I’m just an out of work schmo. On a hot August day, I drew out my pay, said farewell to the rail-welding crew, had to be on my way, ‘cuzContinue reading “Sundance”
Indian Racer
Rex could ride a bronc and Rex could ride a bull, but he found that Indian Scout to be big handful. The Wreckin’ Crew once raced it all about the land, and all they knew was winnin’ for the Indian brand. Woodsie won the title back in Thirty-Five, Harleys ate their dustContinue reading “Indian Racer”
Fixing Stupid
If I could fix stupid, I’d bottle it up, and make an elixir to drink from a cup. A friend has a cousin whose Brother-in-Law, says that the data has a big flaw. A search of the web, says it is so, to hell with the Science, I already know. It’s just the sniffles, youContinue reading “Fixing Stupid”
Thirty-Nine Ford
Thirty-Nine Ford, Forty-eight mill, zippin’ on up Milk River Hill. The motor is fine, a two-thirty-nine, the paint doesn’t shine, but damnit it’s mine. Cute little coupé, three on the tree, press the starter after the key. Hydraulic brakes to get it to stop, worn out shocks to get it to hop. Open theContinue reading “Thirty-Nine Ford”
Little Town Blues
The traffic light blinks yellow and red, you might say the town’s kinda’ dead. No one slows down, it’s a one-horse town. that face with the frown is Constable Brown. Mangy old dog a-crossin’ the street, maybe someone will give him a treat. Drunk stumbles out of Murphy’s’ Saloon, smellin’ just’ like Murphy’s’ spittoon. AContinue reading “Little Town Blues”
Blessed
I have to profess, I’ve mostly been blest, and I will confess, to none of the rest. Been warmed by the sun where the eagles fly, and marveled at the azure blue sky. Been soothed by the colors of the sunset, gambled in Vegas and lost my last bet. BeenContinue reading “Blessed”
Christmas Blues (1999)
Another year is drawin’ down, sittin’ in this one-horse town. The gold that glittered long ago, went somewhere that we can’t go. There;s been trouble, strife and pain, enough to make us all complain. Lost some ones that we held dear, will those dark clouds ever clear? Lost my hair and hit a cow, toContinue reading “Christmas Blues (1999)”
Joe Cosley
The Snowshoe Panther Holed up in the mountains, livin’ off the land, trappin’ Belly River, though mostly it was banned. From Glacier up to Waterton, he’d find a beaver run, he’d skin ‘em out and sell em’, then head to town for fun. Dancin’ through the night, swing them gals just right, drink ‘til mornin;Continue reading “Joe Cosley”
Outlaws, Outrages and Outright Lies 