Up and down the hills we go,
with other colorful shirts in tow.
The asphalt is hot under my wheels
but oh, just listen to those squeals.
Up an eleven percent grade and down,
as we ride into a midwest sleepy town.
The well trained ones get up and down with ease,
with others trying to catch up with some pumping of knees.
It’s not easy to balance, dismount, and ride,
but I will take my traveler with adventurous pride.
Rhyming joy!
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Great description of summer fun as a kid! Brought back some fun memories.
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Well done!
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