Sunday, February 15, 2009

poetics

the first bike

i remember getting my first bike
when i was just a child
oh what a day!
i screamed for joy and smiled
my bike was my escape pod
it gave me such glee
riding with friends around town
made me feel so happy
but then i got a car
because according to the news
its what you do when you get old
but it gave me such blues
sitting in traffic
and filling it with gas
a bike may hurt your bum
but a car is a pain in the ___

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Did you write this Chris?

L

Chris Schnaars said...

I did. Its part of my new series of bicycle-inspired poetry.