a bike poem
SOME OF THESE MEN
You can’t believe the preparation that takes place they shut down the whole island, closed down all of the roads for this event. It’s the same each year. Men in brightly coloured leather with logos and adverts or just plain clothes – a selection of birds strutting their stuff. Same for their machines. Crazily coloured, dangerously sleek motorcycles, racing bikes with a lick of paint on the road. Even in practise some of these men will be killed in accidents of horrendous death and speed, biker loses it, hits the crowd 2 more killed. What fun though – Isle of Man TT, best in the world. I want to go with my family!