My 1st Bike
The best damn bike - I’d ever seen
Metallic paint - British Racing Green
Retro Styled – built for fun, not speed
A fine design – very fine indeed
Out for a spin - to the shops and back
In a short time - I’d got the knack
Down the hill – wasn’t even trying
But man alive – I was really flying
What’s that – a bloody cat!
Waved my arms – shouted "SCAT!"
The dumb thing froze – like a dust mop
Yanked on the anchors – rapid stop
Slammed down hard – on the cross-bar
White hot pain – testicular trauma
Truth be told – I’m no wimp
But to this day – I walk with a limp
[Originally published on my blog on world poetry day]
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