Banana seat, high bars, <br />big smile, head in the stars. <br />Pegs under my feet, <br />Bikes running real sweet. <br /> <br />Thin front wheel, <br />wide back one. <br />Chain well oiled, <br />gonna have fun. <br /> <br />Didn't check the brakes, <br />can cause mistakes. <br />Long silver fork, <br />need more tork. <br /> <br />Cruzin down the street, <br />feels like a treat. <br />My buddy's I'm going to meet, <br />then check out the beat. <br /> <br />After hitting the wall, as I am flying through the air, <br />I swear, 'should have checked the F-in brakes'. <br />Wind blowing through my hair, <br />this is not right, life is so unfair.<br /><br />David Darbyshire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chopper/
