a haiku to BMW motorcycles:
BMW goodness
i feel the silky purr move me
will i have it? no.
other than beer, there's not much i dream about during the day more than a nice BMW tourer. the thought of cruising up the pacific coastline in the sun...mmm, nice and warm like a double IPA.
sadly, my motorcycle riding days ended with the sweet honda 750 i had to leave behind in Connecticut. don't worry, I'm not bitter...my IPA is.
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Your poem moved me... So, that I drank a can of PBR this morning in your honor.
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