wfooshee
O, Woe is me!!
I live in Florida, where it's been said
half the folks here are just days short of dead.
An election Al **** thought for sure that he had
but defeated he was by the famed hanging chad.
Can't talk about that, though; political stuff.
We'll have Iggy or slapnpop up in a huff
For the rest of my ditty, my short little ode
I'll talk about pavement: the Florida road.
We have no Dragon, no canyons or switchbacks.
The road never zigs, but makes a straight track
My MSF teacher said, "Riding's more fun
if on the sides of the tires you always do run."
That's fine if you ride where the road never rests,
and has curving and sloping parts full of blind crests.
The brakes and the shifter are used in the bends
of the roads in the mountains where the view never ends.
But here on the ocean the roads just go straight.
They're flat and they're boring; the kind that we hate.
The world's tallest peaks? Well, we're just a bit shy:
our biggest of hills is a football field high.
(Our state is unique in that buildings are found
That are taller and higher than our highest high ground.
The high point of Florida is not in the rock,
It's a tower somewhere with a big orange windsock.)
What's this to do with a Yamaha bike?
Our dear FJR which of course we all like?
My tire, you see, has a pattern of wear
Where the middle is gone and just barely holds air.
But the sides of the tire are still like brand new.
I can't lean my bike here; just ride straight and true.
No curving, no swerving, no jinks left or right,
Just stopping and going until the next light.
I know that I've said that it's not really that bad,
but it's time that I faced it. It really is sad.
I have found a few roads I would highly rate,
but to find a great road you must go out of state.
BT-021 mounted last October before going to Barber for the AHRMA weekend, has damn near 11,000 miles!
half the folks here are just days short of dead.
An election Al **** thought for sure that he had
but defeated he was by the famed hanging chad.
Can't talk about that, though; political stuff.
We'll have Iggy or slapnpop up in a huff
For the rest of my ditty, my short little ode
I'll talk about pavement: the Florida road.
We have no Dragon, no canyons or switchbacks.
The road never zigs, but makes a straight track
My MSF teacher said, "Riding's more fun
if on the sides of the tires you always do run."
That's fine if you ride where the road never rests,
and has curving and sloping parts full of blind crests.
The brakes and the shifter are used in the bends
of the roads in the mountains where the view never ends.
But here on the ocean the roads just go straight.
They're flat and they're boring; the kind that we hate.
The world's tallest peaks? Well, we're just a bit shy:
our biggest of hills is a football field high.
(Our state is unique in that buildings are found
That are taller and higher than our highest high ground.
The high point of Florida is not in the rock,
It's a tower somewhere with a big orange windsock.)
What's this to do with a Yamaha bike?
Our dear FJR which of course we all like?
My tire, you see, has a pattern of wear
Where the middle is gone and just barely holds air.
But the sides of the tire are still like brand new.
I can't lean my bike here; just ride straight and true.
No curving, no swerving, no jinks left or right,
Just stopping and going until the next light.
I know that I've said that it's not really that bad,
but it's time that I faced it. It really is sad.
I have found a few roads I would highly rate,
but to find a great road you must go out of state.
BT-021 mounted last October before going to Barber for the AHRMA weekend, has damn near 11,000 miles!
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