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The bike you thought you wanted Lies wasting in the yard It now has weathered paint And rusted handlebars Briefly shown some favor When it was brand new Once thinking it unique But changed your point of view It never lost it's usefulness It hardly stood a chance You laid it down and walked away A choice of circumstance What made you change your mind How could you be so fickle It simply takes some time to learn To ride a new bicycle

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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