In a dusty town where the tumbleweeds roam,
Lived a biker named Teddy, all muscle and chrome.
He rode with the Vagos, a gang tough and mean,
But Teddy stood out like a roided-up machine.
His biceps were mountains, his triceps were hills,
He'd swallow a cow just to chase it with pills.
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