It's big boys and their toys
Highway cruising poise
But oh dear,
Cover your ears
What a blinkin noise!
He wheeled it out with pride
Took it for a ride
Cornered too quick,
Felt it slip
And pranged his Electra Glide
She hung there on the bungee
From Friday thru to Monday
Going round in her head
Were the words he had said-
You'll be fine just trust me