Glower4
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Today morning
I saw
a small scooty(two-wheeled scooter of a light kind)
belabor at seeming fast speed
with a driver and pillion,
both well-fed females from families that
stocked a lot of eatables,
riding the scooty yet appearing aloof.
At 350 lbs apiece
they were making scooty
work and work really hard.
Tires had shrunk
all filled air had escaped
poooooooof the moment both sat
and, devoid of any air
one surface kissed the other
seeming to form a tube
and the lowermost sunk in the ground
requesting the ground to hold on.
The foam on both seats
shifted in exasperation
and, in a revolt threatened
to escape out of leather covers uncontrolled;
after all the seats had never experienced such a weight.
The light alloy of body
was like a shaking leave
left clueless in an onslaught,
it struggled to balance,
the two huge blocks of meat.
and threatened to come apart,
in one or two honest farts.
The delicate handle
shivered in thick driver’s
fleshy hands like a damsel
in grip of a demon supreme.
Scooty made sounds of strange kinds
ooh ah,,poo pa,putter sutter,,go gaaa omg..pumpaaaaaaapoon
from all parts and places,
as if a person farted without control
but two riders rode on;
rather smiling at each other.
Gasoline rushed to quick burns
after all the load it had to take
was massive by any tricks or turns.
The driver shouted to pillion.”Ain’t we having a great ride.”
The scooty underneath cursed with all its might.
When done
scooty looked like a crushed, ravished and dessicated machine.
Apart from riders only guy happy
after such rides was
the garage man
who was called upon
to treat the severely bruised scooty,
after a lot of labor,
to work again!
