Godivas Granddaughter For Friend Denis Joe
Sky Clad she rode her motorbike
around the town at normal speed.
No one had ever seen the like
but all the fellers were agreed.
That she deserved a rousing cheer.
She’d livened up a boring day
They hoped she would again appear
a sight for which they’d gladly pay.
The lady had fulfilled her bet.
None knew her real identity,
the townsfolk talk about it yet.
But it remains a mystery.
Just who she was and why she chose
to ride Sky Clad nobody knows.
20-May-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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