' Charge up your batteries, <br />We're going for a ride, ' <br />Says Motorcycle Granny, <br />' There's no place you can hide.' <br />The Convalescent parking lot <br />Is where the seniors wait, <br />For the ride of their life, <br />Granny's always got a date. <br />' Hold on to your dentures, <br />Are you wearing your Depends? ', <br />While the motorcycle ventures <br />And the front of it ascends <br />To avoid the only speed bump, <br />That's how Granny makes new friends.<br /><br />Debora Soramaki<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/motorcycle-granny/
