I want a bicycle that’s an expert
at ventriloquism -
Throw its voice to the bicycle under
the cyclist behind me.
I want a bicycle with a camouflaged
paint job -
For those occasions when I don’t
want folks to find me.
I want a bicycle that won’t laugh at me.
Although, laughing with me will
be okay.
I want a bicycle that doesn’t
have a taste for artificial bananas.
(I’ve heard that’s a leading
cause of chainring decay.)
I want a bicycle that likes to
lie on the beach
And maybe take up bike surfing as
a hobby.
I want a bicycle with a good
disposition
One that’s not too vain or too
snobby.
I want a bicycle that’s as cute
as my spouse.
(I know that one might be a tough
bill to fill.)
I want a bicycle that can hop
like a rabbit
At the exact moment I’m about to
take a spill.
I want a bicycle that can predict
the weather.
One that knows to turn around if
it’s heading towards rain.
I want a bicycle with a supply of
peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
And a little sign that says: NO
PAIN – NO GAIN.
I want a bicycle with teeth like
a piano.
I want a bicycle that doesn’t
have too much fur.
I want a bicycle with its own ZIP
code.
I want a bicycle that goes down
the road like a blur.
I want a bicycle with a unicorn
horn.
I want a bicycle that used to
belong to a mayor of a town in Maine.
I want a bicycle that doesn’t
reek of cod liver oil.
I want a bicycle that knows how
to raise some Cain.
I want a bicycle with a microwave
oven
And a waffle iron so I can fix
breakfast for my friends.
I want a bicycle with a soft
paisley footstool
Just in case I need to stretch
out my thighs and my shins.
I want a bicycle that suffers
with issues of abandonment
So it’ll never stray very far
from my side.
I want a bicycle that is ready at
a moment’s notice
To hit the road and be eager to
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