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.
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| View from the window this morning |
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.
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?
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.
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