Motorcyclist prayer
To the gods of rubber, petrol and steel,
But most importantly of all, the god of two wheels.
We don't need a church, of timber and stones,
All that we ask, is that we break not our bones.
We're not exclusive, if you've the gear and the skills,
Our temple is a road, with bends, curves and hills.
We don't ask for the faithful to bow way down low,
Just drop one knee down, and go, go, GO!!!
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