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Plane Bike
There was a man who was mad
He screwed wings onto a motorcycle
And went flying up high
The engine turned the prop
That was at the back
And the front was a rudder
His rear passenger was thin
For his plane bike was slow
With a 125cc engine
Going from A to B
No rush here 1500 feet up
Motorbike made plane
Land take the wings off
Ride where...
Saturday 20th November 2021 9:23 pm
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