Anyway. I'm sure anyone who's bored enough to read my journal for comprehension figured out that I bought my new motorcycle two days ago. (good job for sparks and kaners)
And because I'm such a little nancy, here's some poetry set to the key of http:
A man once had asked me, 'How wide is your glide?'
"My glide's pretty wide." (that's how I replied.)
He looked at the chrome and felt of the hide:
'It's quite a nice ride -- don't keep it inside.'
I turned back to him and said with some pride,
"I couldn't if I tried." (it's just so damn wide!)