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Riding a Bike

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I sit astride the seat, then, With great care,

I dig my feet into the pedals, And past the swishing air

I race along with great speed, Looking down haughtily at passer-by

Waving to the observers Who watch as I go by.

Suddenly, the wheel slips; I fly off of the seat

And fall onto the rough pavement, Damaging my leg-meat

On the hard, sharp stones that lie there, Waiting for their next victim

But oh, wasn't it worth it!