Bicycle Haikus!

Oliver Schick can't
Appreciate limericks
Or see this thread. Cunt.

A BringMeMyFix
Verse lightens my afternoon
Oliver Doesn't.

When our children ride
The journey begins again
As we near the end.

Haikus are easy
but sometimes they don't make sense
Condor Potenza.

Riding down the street,
See an awesome sharkpits shirt,
"Do a fucking skid!"

As our children age
Our thoughts turn to grand children
And what they might do

Sun on London's streets
Cyclists ride with smiling faces
Me, stuck on pavement.

New job starts Monday
Must enjoy last weekday rides
Before retirement

Not long now, eh Clive.

British Summer Time
Warms and lightens my commute
Welcome back, my shorts!

Not long now, eh Clive.

Until Monday or retirement?

One of the beautiful things of accepting the Yankee dollar is the ability to carry on until I am 70 or so.

Not long now, eh Clive.

Doesn't scan

Doesn't scan
Was never going to
fuck my life.

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On the Isle of Man
Poetry is without rules
Of rhyme or meter

Nancy on her bike
Riding fast on forest trails
Proud father watching.

On the Isle of Man
Poetry is without rules
Of rhyme or meter

Fact.

Nancy on her bike
Riding fast on forest trails
Proud father watching.

Fact.

Remember you are
Chelsea and Chelsea is style
Clive, ad nauseam

Landslide that was class
Reputation is added
Deservedly so.

on Monday morning
kitchen quiet till toaster pops
startled cat flips out

Cadence high and spin
A horn of a motor sounds
Initiate skidz

A handful of brake,
wheel locks, bike flips, superman.
bruised face, grazed hands, ouch.

Once every few years
This thread is resurrected
Re-reading is joy

Early autumn sun
Beats on my office window
Wish I was riding

Slick tyre - tread absent
Precipitation falls down
Rider follows suit