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For------ The robust and the rakish-- You were a king among them. You were the last of a kind of men That petted the Timber Wolf And stared into the eyes of the Grizzly Bear. That breed of chrome and steel called Harley-Davidson bore you on your Perpetual pursuit of the wind. Now we look forward to hearing your Voice in the free breeze that enticed you Time and again. You were cut from the cloth of Paul Bunyan And John Henry. You smiled at the arduous, the laborious, and The heavy. Your eye was as good as the plumbline, But the plumbline you still used; Your work in the construction of bridges in This Missouri River valley was your signature, A tangible legacy no honest man could deny Or refuse. Sleep now, R--- B----, a well Deserved rest-- For from among the ranks of Crockett and Boone, you’re Lancelot-- The shining, the best.
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May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 10:39 PM UTC
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For------ The robust and the rakish-- You were a king among them. You were the last of a kind of men That petted the Timber Wolf And stared into the eyes of the Grizzly Bear. That breed of chrome and steel called Harley-Davidson bore you on your Perpetual pursuit of the wind. Now we look forward to hearing your Voice in the free breeze that enticed you Time and again. You were cut from the cloth of Paul Bunyan And John Henry. You smiled at the arduous, the laborious, and The heavy. Your eye was as good as the plumbline, But the plumbline you still used; Your work in the construction of bridges in This Missouri River valley was your signature, A tangible legacy no honest man could deny Or refuse. Sleep now, R--- B----, a well Deserved rest-- For from among the ranks of Crockett and Boone, you’re Lancelot-- The shining, the best.
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May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 10:39 PM UTC
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