North, east, west, south, Never cycle with an open mouth.
North, south, east, west, Never cycle with an open vest.
Keep to the left and ring your bell; If you see a bull, then ride like hell.
Don't lock your bike where it will flood, Or you'll find your saddle full of mud.
Dear x, I have a dreadful moan,
A spoke will carry a bicycle wheel, But it ain't no match for an old cow heel.
If you could get a pie to talk, It'd say `I'm a lot more pie than pork'.
Hear the empty pint pot sound, Means it's somebody else's round.
One Mars bar Won't get you far You'll get more cheer From a pint of beer.
When the sun is shining
And I know it will not rain.
I take my brand new bicycle.
And pedal down the lane.
I like to skim round corners.
I like to ring my bell. I strain,
And climb the steepest hills.
The Freewheel down again.
That is how I like to travel.
It is better than the train.
Or bus or car or motor-boat
Or even aeroplane.
Dear x, I have a dreadful moan,
I want to cycle on my own;
You've dogged me for two thousand k
Please take the hint and GO AWAY!
You tell me when I should not pee
Surely that is up to me?
Pretty cool eh?!
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