The day was warm and hazy
And we were felling lazy
When suddenly my friend had an idea that I then thought was crazy
But which, when carried out, made me feel light-hearted but hazy.
Although we both didn’t know how to ride a cycle
Like any Tom, John, Dick, or Michael
We determined to go for a ride without fail
before our resolution should wither and fail.
Our very first attempt was a downright failure
But none could us, from our bright spirits, lure
No , not even the people who did boo and jeer
For we remained undaunted, and quite full of cheer
But our bright hopes did not crash flat to the ground
For after we had taken many a countless round
Falling and getting up, till with dust, we were brown
At last, we found victory for a few seconds
We did secure the ride on which we had reckoned.
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Author:
safina (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: reminiscing about my first ever ride...ages ago
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Comments2
Good story.I liked the rhyme as well
Some memories just cannot be forgotten as they were so meaningful.
Andy
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