From Mark Gedye we heard today,
He's no longer willing to play
"riding with you is a farce,
I'm so sick of viewing your arse"
It's up to the front I will go,
Great leadership I will show
Alan, mark, David and Bruce,
Fall in behind it's no longer a truce
Slow down you're too fast I can't keep up
This furious pace has unsettled my gut,
Ahhhh tHat's better I say, with a grunt and a fart
This riding in convoy is surely an art
What now where is Alan he's Mia
That little old fart has blown him away
His fault I guess as he's light as a feather
And certainly not built for stormy weather
I am however pleased to report
His appendix removal was surely a rort
Fit as a fiddle he appears to be
Climbing the hills well in front of me.
Bruce the brave is official ride recorder
Photographer, blogger, nothing out of order
Anal you say, no no no
He's always willing to help the slow
For yesterday that's mark m for sure
When every moving part was sore
Well Demoralized and shitty he became
Thank god he's bounced back to win at this game
As a happy family we'd be hard to pick
Mainly because I'm an insulting prick
Yet love me a lot they frequently shout
So Goodbye for now, I must sign out
David
Me thinks the pain coming up from the saddle has finally reached his brain to trigger an epilectic burst of poetry.
ReplyDeleteAlternatively we might be cycling in the company of a real half back flanker.