Peter was the leader of "Peter's Pumpkin Eaters".
They rode from town-to-town on Harleys (two-seaters) .
They worked the "speed-eating circuit" from the Atlantic to the Pacific,
eating mostly pies along the way; some were OK and some terrific.
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A interesting humorous write for your challenge Bri...well done! ! The cruising on highways and byways would simply be the best part of retirement fun. Wouldn't be keen on eating a ship load of pies and pasta let alone pickled melon rind.
..........my favourite line...~ There'd been only one contest they avoided; it was eating pickled melon rind.~.....enjoyed this unforgettable and humorous write...
lets fall the the broken blinds upon my eyes and i will draw with fastened hands peter and Patricia, hand in hand on the chimney walls, of deserted hall riding the pumpkin, eating pies... how weird it is, as they ride a dragon on christmas eve; Ahh a Bri- Brian view... p.s. i don't know WTH this is... hahaha
i'm not sure if i thought about it at the time i wrote the poem, but Harley-Davidson motorcycles are often referred to as hogs; there is an interesting story (Google it) online as to how this nickname came about. bri :)