Me and My Bike
Two plus hours of joy,
me and my mountain bike,
she's a capable toy.
Mz. Betty and her boy,
with her I am a tike,
so young and full of joy.
Shouting noisily hoy,
unembarrassed childlike,
on Johnny's two wheeled toy.
I jump on and enjoy,
a euphoric like spike,
bursting with giddy joy.
In charge of my employ,
I'm outside where I like,
on my Specialized toy.
Engaging in my ploy,
flying down the dirt pike,
as I pedal for joy,
because I have this toy.
~Johnnymac
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