Sunday 29 April 2012

Best of intentions

There is a young man from West Ham
Who rides his bike whenever he can.
Then one Sunday at eight
The wind blew off his gate
So he stayed indoors and ate jam.


View from the window this morning
I didn't really eat jam, that's poetic licence. I sat on my indoor bike for 70 very, very boring minutes and contemplated the play-offs. we'll see, won't we?

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