my new bicycle is race car blue

it used to belong to my big sister sue

she grew a little too tall

then traded it to me

for my old basketball.



riding that thing

i gotta sing

it's a blast

i never believed

i could go so fast



up and down hills

zipping through the town

past the reservoir

when the sun slips down



i'm flying!



back home i collected some rags

i snuck them out of my ma's old clothes bags

bucket of water

and a squirt of soap

my bicycle's as clean

as the soul of a pope