A first ride into complete darkness for the season,
A first night cold enough to wear a sweater,
A first realization summer is nearing the end
Molly; ice kite surfing and dh. way cool. oh and a plumber!
But darkness my friend, not you again.
Like having an overbearing mother hen.
You call too early and will only worsen when,
you force us to mount lights
or just ride zen.
1 comment:
great havin you come up. Hafta build up the squishy bike and make a return trip. I think you need another set of bond haus wrenches.
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