BIKE


By Parson Thru
Thu, 04 Mar 2021
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Come on BIKE
And set me free
From this old place
The way you did so long ago
Let me sit astride you
Fill your tank
Feel your elemental surge
Propel me out of here
It doesn’t matter
That the myriad labouring
Of parts falls short of the idea
The same is true of life itself
Come on BIKE
Get me out of here
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Time you got yourself
On The Road, perhaps.
One day, amigo mio.
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Spring is coming Parson.
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Spring is coming Parson. Biking weather soon I hope!
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This is our Poem of the Month
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This is our Poem of the Month - Congratulations!
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I'm a bike man, too, wheeee.
I'm a bike man, too, wheeee. (only slower than that).
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