Friday, November 7, 2008

PETER THE HUNGARIAN PEDDLER THE BIKE MESSENGER SONNET

The bike ride I almost died
I almost died
the truck collide
came weaving by
every day I almost die
from 9 to 5
and they wonder why I drink after I ride
biking every day is my secret suicide

3 comments:

  1. quite unimpressive for me... i am sorry!

    as a poem...i wonder if you will work on it!

    i was a tad disappointed... as a follower

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  2. Oh yes. Been there, done that, almost died... but I LOVE bikes!

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  3. this is very very nice ... especially the title ... very cool

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