LIMERICKS FOR MY BROTHERS…(that includes you, Billy Allen)

There once were two brothers named Herman

who rode crazy bikes that were German

whenever the sun rose

they’d fly off like black crows

and leave normal humans in… (the dust?)

Now Robert rode a silver  Ducati

and with it he acted quite naughty

he winked at the girls

and studied their curls

and laughed when they acted too haughty

Eric’s cool Triumph was blue

He rode it so fast he just flew

down the road to the airport

past Lake WA and its seaport

’til into the hangar he blew

Not to be forgotten is Billy

whose Harley made noise like filly

he’d lay back and cruise

ignoring the news

while  planning a road trip to Philly…

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