a bit of motorcycle cultcha

Had to write a Sonnet for a creative writing unit at Uni. Here it is, let
the sniggering begin!
I used poetic licence - I ride regardless of the weather (except when my
wife lets me have the car)

Brett

The sky was clear this morning as I rode,

Lane-splitting passed stalled cagers is a joy.

I rode the line between them up the road,

and thought that of the highway I'm le roi!

The motor thunders dully in my ear,

I squint to see the wet black road ahead.

To fall on wet or greasy roads I fear,

I'd rather get home slow than get home dead.

The rain drops run right down my jacket's neck,

my toes are frigid in each soggy boot.

I must be careful or I'll have a wreck,

I should have left the bike and took the ute.

Bike riding in fine weather is great fun,

keep off them in the rain, ride in the sun.

 

Nicely put.

 

gee Gerry, and spellin' is my strong point!

Brett

 

"I bought a bike to be real cool
but I can't get sheilas to touch my tool!

 

thats cause they cant find it

 

I learned to ride before I could drive
and I thought I was a real cool guy
the bike I rode was a 175
but the girls just laughed when I rode by.

Brett

 

Thats a bit harsh. I'm sure they could find it if they really really wanted
to

Brett

 

I had a Ducati just like my mate Petey.
I looked pretty ratty when I hit that tea-tree.
I broke my back and lapsed into a coma.
Just three months before I'd been working at Roma.
6 ops on my belly; **** it hurt when I'd barf
I ended up off-work a year-and-a-half.
Now I ride slow; no limits I'm pushin'.
Unless I've got gNatalie to be my cushion!

 

I am home grown full fee student (getting reimbursed by my employer, but the
cash flow problem is pretty harsh).
I must've read that poem about 50 times when writing it and I didn't notice,
(but then read out loud they sound the same) the Lit Prof didn't either when
he marked it.
Congratulations on your powers of observation.

Brett

 

I bow to the master. (although I think you are pushing your luck rhyming
Petey and tea-tree)

Brett

 

Still do!

Boxer

 

It is widely accepted that the undergraduate students are
significantly smarter than ths postgrads these days. Whilst
the pre-requisite for entry in to an undergrad course is
demonstrated academic performance, the pre-requisite for
entry to a postgrad degree is a functioning cheque book.

One might expect that the postgrads at least have some
life experience to leverage, but in fact there are so many
overseas students doing a Master of Business Administration
majoring in Permanent Residency - they leap straight out of
their Bachelors degree into a Masters without ever working
a day in a real relevant-to-their-study job - that some
teachers find that they have to dumb down their postgrad
course delivery so that the PR (and the local "must have
a pg qualification at any cost") students can cope.


I've come to take "MBA" as a euphamism for "as dumb as
a rock" until the individual proves otherwise. I flat out
refuse to work with them on group assignments in my own
study nowadays, and I'd certainly never entertain the idea
of giving one a job!


</rant>

GB

 

Ahhh **** off GB, you're just bitter 'cos they cute ones aren't willing
to trade sexual favours for marks anymore

Now that's just plain mean !

JL
(but I'll still drink your beer)

 

ODE to Aus.Moto
-------------------------

Morons to the left of me and cockheads to the right;
How deeply do I yearn to escape this freeway plight.

Wanker rag-head cab drivers don't see beyond their nose;
But better than a lipstick-donning scrag-whore I suppose.

I duck and weave in between like a prize fighter;
Only to arrive at work, fuel tank's tenner lighter.

I'm switching on the pooter, to catch up with the news;
Some private time before the grind to wade through all the views.

Now there's some worthy reading from Zebee and Clem and Pete,
Some nice pics and a ride report from Al and Marty... Sweet!

10% of new posts read, goodbye all delight;
Morons to the left of me and cockheads to the right.

 

they saw the speed camera.

Nev..
'04 CBR1100XX

 

But my mate Petey really DID have an identical Ducati!
(and I lived no-where near Petrie)

 

[hearty applause]
I especially like the meter of "Some private time before the grind to wade
through all the views."

 

You are both very mean.

 

They aren't? '-)

Seriously though, whilst I wouldn't know about *teaching*
MBA-PR students, I do know from direct and repeated experience
that the standard MO is for a 'pack' of vaguely attractive
female ones to hunt down an EFL* local male, do the short skirt/
tight top/ flutter eyelashes thing, convince him that they'd
be great group mates, then submit such half-arsed crap for their
'assignment' that he ends up doing all the work, carrying them to
a free credit or even distinction all-the-while telling himself
that he has half a chance with at least one of them!

I got that approach yet again last week. I dealt with it by
dropping a copy of Hobbes' 'Leviathan' (all 350+ incomprehensible
pages of it!) on the table in front of her (with the requisite
*thud*!) and saying "Here, I get free printing, so you can have
this. Don't try to read the whole lot, just the first three
chapters of each section should give you an idea of what
it's about. We can discuss it before class next week!".

Her eyes glazed over on the spot. She dropped the subject
three days later. (OK, so I overshot a little - I was aiming
for discomfort, not terror!)

Settle JL. You know I'm talking about a different kind of
MBA to the one you're talkin' aboot!

But of course. You'd be a short, wide, MBA-studyin' *POOF*
if you didn't drink free beer when it came along!



GB, thanking my lucky stars that no-one noticed me misspelling
'euphemism' in the midst of a thread about spelling!

* English as a First Language - I made that up just now!