Sunday, 22 May 2011

Sundays poetry

The start of the ride was looming,
with a line up of cyclings who's who.
But then trevor went down with a V and D bug,
and had to stay near to a loo!

So instead of hitting the road at 9,
with his helmet and saddle bag:
Trev stayed behind blowing chunks in the sink,
with a bum like the japanese flag!

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