The wind in your hair, the bugs in your teeth,
Whenever you're riding there's never any grief.
A Honda, a Triumph, a Harley, or Beemer
Whatever you ride, it's your kind of screamer.
Found on a wall at Cherokee. Author unknown.
I ride a Harley and I wave.
I ride a Harley and you don't, bugger off.
I ride some other bike and I wave.
I ride some other bike and I don't wave.
I like pie.
I like pi.
The wind in your hair, the bugs in your teeth,
Whenever you're riding there's never any grief.
A Honda, a Triumph, a Harley, or Beemer
Whatever you ride, it's your kind of screamer.
Found on a wall at Cherokee. Author unknown.