At a Loose end...

[ChristoT]

There was a young biker from France
Who's Fazer liked a good dance
So a bump it did hit
And threw him in shit
He really had no Foccin chance!

And another young fella I know
Who's Fazer refused to go
Where he wanted it to
It just said Foc you!
And now he has bruises to show!

There's a moral to this terrible tale
When riding your Fazer don't fail
To look where you're going
Or it's grass you'll be mowing
And you'll wind up feeling quite frail!

A witty old foccer, Nick Crisp
Decided to take quite the piss
At the failings of those
Who ensure that his nose
Will meet at high speed with their fist!!