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Black Bess…..Mess
I have a Royal Enfield, I call her Black Bess
She’s getting old and her wirings a mess
She has become a large part of my life
But this comment I always get from my wife
“I think that you love her much more than me”
When I explained she just could not see
That I love you both in equal measure
For you both give me so much pleasure
And in some ways you and my bike
Are so similar, so very much alike
It is here I must have had a mental block
For I expounded, mentioning the miles on the clock
And that in the mornings she needed a few kicks
Words like “temperamental” “stubborn” I added to the mix
And like her colour, your moods can be black
In these periods you’re both prone to kickback
By this time my wife was getting overheated
“Familiar” I thought as I slowly retreated
All this, on my part was a mistake I guess
Because my wife blew a gasket and so did Black Bess
© Ray Gorringe 2010
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thank you all for your most welcome comments…I am sorry but I have been preocupied of late and have neglected to comment on your work I have written work in small bursts and posed but have just not had the time to go through every posting, this I will rectify soon…promise but I do appreciate your continued comments…Ray

I'm a 57 year old English Guy living here in India. I have been writing Poetry for many years now with the majority ending up in the bin. I have only recently discovered this site and it has inspired me to reveal my work to others. Having said that I have had some of my Lyrics performed by a local Keralan Band called AUM.
I have recently gained some success with some of my lyrics, with two songs currently with an American record producer. So under advice, all my work is now copyrighted. © Ray Gorringe 2009
Very beautiful poem carrying delighting humor,
liked immensely. Congrats
In both of them in so many areas, there is so much similarity,
one little difference though, both of them nag, but nag differently
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