Liking Biking Limericks

I don’t ever remember a frown

Any day I bike about town

It maybe spinning

And all my grinning

That keeps me from ever feeling down


It was only a quick light dash

That propelled me into a crash

I wasn’t bothered

Everyone hollered

That’s some really nasty road rash


Its just another day in the park

Biking around till its dark

The tires may whistle

Or just fissile

And I take it all in as a lark


Can it be like a harmonica

To bike and think of erotica

Hard bodies no hair

Sweat flying in air

Or is it just my mind sardonica


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