This past Saturday, I was forced out of the comfort of my home and dragged along on a bike ride with that monster, my mother. One hour, I said, that's it. Three hours later we finally got back and I felt moved to write the following sequence of haiku's. Enjoy.In the car I love
Good music I sing along
I produce bad sound
In the car I love
Strong leg muscles I need not
Even against wind
In the car I love
I am fast like lightening
Slow am I on bike
In the car I love
Sun beats hotly on the roof
Inside I stay cool
In the car I love
My poor hands this won't happen
In the car I'll stay
Amen.
3 comments:
You're such a dork. That was an itsy bitsy bicycle ride.
Grr, I wrote some of the poem too! Like 2 of the haikus! Give me credit you jerk! CREDIT!
Oh, stop your whining, you gross over-achiever!
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