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Ten Little Motorcycles A Poem TEN LITTLE MOTORCYCLISTS reprinted from the Wings of Gold M/C newsletter 10 little motorcyclists, cruising down the line, one had a heavy hand, and then there were 9. Speed limits are set for your safety. 9 little motorcyclists, the hour was getting late, one dozed a moment, and then there were 8. A tired rider is a dangerous rider. 8 little motorcyclists, and the evening seemed like heaven, one showed his riding skills, and then there were 7. Ride sensibly and sanely at all times, a motorcycle is no place for a clown. 7 little motorcyclists, their lives were full of kicks, one bought a bottle, and then there were 6. Gasoline and alcohol are a deadly mix.  Never drink and ride. 6 little motorcyclists, impatient to arrive, one jumped a traffic light, and then […]