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4-Wheel ATVs For Fun - And Work
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4-Wheel ATVs For Fun - And Work
Hoooo boy!
It sure feels good
to have that hot ole engine
down there purrin'
Jus' touch that th'ottle
an' boy! this here baby'll
scoot clean up the mountainside!
Hah! Lookit them squirrels run!
Bet they can hear my ass comin'
Fer a mile or two!
Man, what a view! I jus' love
lookin' back where I come from
an' seein' that I been there.
Ya' know what I mean?
See all that mud
in the creek down yonder?
That's my mud!
An' that tire track
up the middle of the trail?
I done that!
It'll do those sissified
backpackers a load of good
to get a little mud on
their fancy-dancy hikin' boots!
Sure is quiet up here...
Say - lissen to them birds sing!
I wonder why I don't come up here
more often.
Ain't nobody tellin' me what to do
No goddam Smoke Bear
trash can patrols
I like a few beer cans and shit
layin' around.
Makes a place feel more like home
If ya' know what I mean
Like somebody else has already
been there or somethin'...
Feels sorta friendly-like
What The Hayull???
Sounds like some asshole
ridin' a goddam motorcycle up here
or somethin'
Who's he think he is, anyway?
I foun' this place first
an' I sure as shit didn't
ride way the hell up here
Just to lissen to some dildo
ride a fuckin' motorcycle
fer chrissake!
He oughta keep that damn thing
on the road
where it belongs
Can't a man jus' get away
from that shit
jus' once in a while?
I wonder if there's anyplace
you can go an' jus' get away
from everybody
I mean somewhere besides the South Pole
Even if ya' had to walk
it might be worth it...
I wonder how much beer I can carry...
(c) Michael Lowe Wright 5/15/1986