the cycle ride

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.