Two handsome.young me,
Road through Quasqueton,Iowa this afternoon,
J will hope their travels were fun and safe,
They were not smart,
No Helmut was worn,
One boy totally left his brains at home,
Upon his head, he wore a towel,
Earlier this week,
At a gas station with a fancy ass bike,
A Harley a wife and husband road,
She was taller than her husband,
Her seat was higher up,
Same mentality,
No helmets,
No visers,
Why no law?
If we riding in a car must be seat belted in,
Why is it legal that those who ride closer to death wear no protection?
Let me tell you a story about a chef,
Chef named Kevin,
He and his wife had a daughter,
They lived in Colorado,
They returned home to Oelwein,Iowa, going on now sixteen years ago ,
The folks were getting older,
Kevin loved to ride his Harley
Had his Helmut on nut no visor just sun glasses,
Crashed,
His sunglasses went into his head,
So much blood was needed,
Transfusions were given,
HIV was passed to Kevin,
Took two years to get the right dignost,
See, Kevin didn’t fit the profile he wasn’t Gay
Penny was working in the ER in Waterloo,
Twelve hour shifts,
Expecting Kevin to care for their daughter,
Kevin was acting like the world owed him,
Drinking and smoking away Pennies hard long earned wages,
Penny still loved Kevin ,
He promised he’d never leave her,
Leave he did thirteen years ago on her birthday,
He broke his promised,
Her first husband, the letch, left Penny skirt chasing,
Then she had her son to raise alone,
Now the daughter,
Continue to work,
Kevin’s brother stoled Kevin’s kept over HIV drugs and OD,
Kevin’s mom blamed Penny for that , the rest of her life,
Penny and daughter cared,foster cared cats,
Two years had no heat but electric heaters,
Life has been hard for this wife of a husband who was just having fun on his motorcycle,
Val Whitewolf 