FIREBLADE
She is the object of my desire,
Beauty and precision fuel and fire.
Her saddle between my legs,
My feet on her foot pegs.
Fire blade, the bike of my dreams
as I open the gas she screams.
Now my dream has come true
and I am screaming too.
And when my steam is low and my spirit in the shade
To spice up my life I take a ride on my Fire blade.