There was an ambitious young eel <br />Who determined to ride on a wheel; <br />But try as he might, <br />He couldn't ride right, <br />In spite of his ardor and zeal. <br /> <br />If he sat on the saddle to ride <br />His tail only pedalled one side; <br />And I'm sure you'll admit <br />That an eel _couldn't_ sit <br />On a bicycle saddle astride. <br /> <br />Or if he hung over the top, <br />He could go, but he never could stop; <br />For of course it is clear <br />He had no way to steer, <br />And under the wheel he would flop. <br /> <br />His neighbor, observing the fun, <br />Said, 'I think that the thing can be done, <br />If you'll listen to me, <br />You'll quickly agree <br />That two heads are better than one. <br /> <br />'And this is my project, old chap, <br />Around our two waists I will wrap <br />This beautiful belt <br />Of bottle-green felt <br />And fasten it firm with a strap.' <br /> <br />This done, with a dignified mien <br />The two squirmed up on the machine, <br />And rode gayly away, <br />Or at least, so they say, <br />Who witnessed the wonderful scene.<br /><br />Carolyn Wells<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-bicycle-built-for-two/
