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This Is Titled         "Indian Outlaw"   Ridin Bikes   Don't make you cool   Fashion leathers   Not the rule~   Rugged is the way   Of the outlaw biker   In our day~   Runnin hard   Feelin slick   Biker daddy with   This Indian Chick~   Bustin chops   Smokin dope   Harley ride   Our only hope~   Flying colors   Of our crew   Every day   Somethin new~   Freedom was the word   As I look back   Cool we lived   At times attacked~   I got tired   With  the fight   Copps on my tail   But still at night   I sing a song   Icry inside   Cuz there is nothing   Like the Harley Glide~    By  Tracie "Blood Poet"

From the Westcost, American Indian Poetry, By Traice, Check Out Her sites Below

Blood Poetry 2001

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