Avoid the Saint Patrick’s Day Rush. Brooks Limerick Competition.
February’s Haiku Invitational was such a rewarding experience for the Brooks Literary Panel that the decision has been quickly reached to swap some more of our fine cycling equipment for poetry. But what sort of poem this time?
Torn between Petrarchan Sonnet and Pindaric Ode, we agreed in the end to shelve both forms, and are in the happy position of being able to announce that between now and Saint Patrick’s Day next week (March 17th) our Comments Section will be the place to go with your Brooks Saddle Limericks.
The Limerick is rightfully regarded as the Thinking Man’s haiku. More lines, more syllables, the thing has to rhyme a bit, too.
It’s probably accurate to say that a Limerick can often give the impression of whimsicality, of bawdiness, or of having been tossed off at short notice, but we are confident that our eventual winners will manage to forge pieces in the smithy of their souls that will resonate with beauty, with depth, and with truth through the ages to come.
And if they can manage to shoehorn a gratuitous nod to the world’s finest leather bike saddles somewhere along the way, then so much the better.
We have hardly any rules. Don’t start your Limerick with “There was a…”, “There were…”, “There once was a…”, or “There once were…”, and try not to rhyme “Brooks” with any conjugate of the “F-word”.
Whenever I’ve eaten a steak
For dessert it’s a Cadbury’s Flake
Cos the two of them rhyme
And I don’t have much time
Hold on, is that Brooks real or fake?
This is nowhere near the quality we’ll be looking for. In fact, a lot of online betting exchanges have already seen large sums of money wagered on its winning the Wooden Spoon. And this with the Starter’s Flag not yet even raised! So, very bad, but technically a Brooks Saddle Limerick. You can all do better than this.
Incidentally, we gather Andrea will in the coming weeks have some stern words to say on the general subject of the final line.
But for now it’s all still fun and games. Did we mention the prizes? They’re rather special. You’ll hear more about them before the 17th.
Posted 4:25 pm
11 Mar 2011
On leather her bottom sits quite peachy
While those long lycra legs spin round so effortlessly
With my eyes on her bust
I tumble and eat dust
and ponder was it worth it on arriving at casualty
Posted 4:27 pm
11 Mar 2011
With my legs, lungs and heart all burning
In my blood all I feel is pain boiling
I speed past the finish line
Smashing my previous best time
Though coming in last again is getting quite boring.
Posted 4:29 pm
11 Mar 2011
Cycling is ever such fun
Steel, two wheels, on leather my bum
The joy of wind in one’s hair
World flying by and just not a care
Until a car screeches by, come come!
Posted 5:45 pm
11 Mar 2011
A sweet girl rode to New Orleans
Wishing to take in the scenes
She met many nice boys
Who wanted to share all the joys
But only Brooks got next to her jeans
Posted 6:12 pm
11 Mar 2011
Hold on – a better version:
A sweet girl rode down to New Orleans
Wishing to see all the scenes
There were many nice boys
Proposing many nice joys
But only Brooks got near her jeans
Posted 1:03 am
12 Mar 2011
In a world full of lycra and carbon
I keep a secret while sipping bourbon
The truth will come out one day
But I say its damn okay!
For nothing except really foul weather
Will let me give up my Brooks leather
For I have climbed to the top of Kaiser Pass
And finished 300 miles in one day with a lot of class
And all I can say is that
Everything hurt except my ass!
Posted 3:10 am
12 Mar 2011
Riding the trail is exciting!
And a long, open road is inviting!
But when one can straddle
A Brooks leather saddle,
Then one’s journey is truly delighting.
Posted 3:29 am
12 Mar 2011
When the rails on my cheap saddle busted,
My father said, “Brooks can be trusted
For solid construction
And bum-pain reduction.
You’ll find your bike comfort adjusted.”
Posted 3:35 am
12 Mar 2011
The only time ever I find
That I’m thinking about my behind:
While I sit on a bike
With a seat I don’t like,
And then Brooks is not far from my mind.
Posted 9:15 am
12 Mar 2011
Attacking the hills calves burning
With every stroke greater yearning
For flats and descents
For pain to repent
And endorphins to hasten returning
Posted 9:18 am
12 Mar 2011
I scoured the globe by bike
Brooks underneath, satchel by side
Great wonders I saw
The rich, the poor
A humbling experience I write
Posted 10:35 am
12 Mar 2011
A young cyclist Spanish cyclist called Bertie
Had won all three Grand Tours before he was thirty
But he love to eat steak
because he said it tastes great
and now some think he’s a bit dirty!
Posted 10:37 am
12 Mar 2011
A young cyclist Spanish cyclist called Bertie
Had won all three Grand Tours before he was thirty
But he loved to eat steak
because he said it tastes great
and now some think he’s a bit dirty!
Posted 10:45 am
12 Mar 2011
An American man called Armstrong
Got cancer and thought the world was all wrong
He told it to take a hike
and got back on his bike
Now is list of achievements is quite long.
Posted 1:41 pm
12 Mar 2011
A Manx man who they call Cav
The green jersey he wanted to have
He could sprint to the line
in little to no time
Though when he speaks he sounds like a chav!
Posted 2:11 pm
12 Mar 2011
On a fixie I thought I’d look cool
Over a bicycle without brakes I would drool
With my gear ratio spot-on
But me weighing a ton
Trying to stop I’d end up looking a fool!
Posted 2:28 pm
12 Mar 2011
Deciding when to attack
When cycling around a wooden track
Is never that easy
And could make you feel queasy
Specially when Sir Chris Hoy is right on your back!
Posted 3:08 pm
12 Mar 2011
I see her and cry out, “Gadzooks!”;
This cyclist with such sexy looks.
I thank God He designed her
With such sweetness behind her.
O, how I wish I were her Brooks!
Posted 6:14 pm
12 Mar 2011
The first thing that I do when I
A Brooks nameplate on saddle do spy:
I flash a broad grin,
As though they were kin,
Then, on their left, I ride on by.
Posted 7:21 pm
12 Mar 2011
It must be a gimmick
Just by writing a short limerick
You can win some Brooks bootie
That will turn your bike into a beauty
Despite having no artistic merit I will get my entry in quick
Posted 8:25 pm
12 Mar 2011
The sight of them addles my wits.
The shape gives me sensuous fits.
Oh, my hand on the leather,
Soft and firm both together,
How I do love to fondle her Brooks.
Posted 8:50 pm
12 Mar 2011
While stopped for a rest in the shade,
Our bikes we decided to trade,
As you can surely guess
My Brooks did him impress
And purchase one it did him persuade
Posted 8:51 pm
12 Mar 2011
My friend had often seen
My beloved B17
And on his first ride
On that piece of hide
Was convinced to join the Brooks team.
Posted 12:28 pm
13 Mar 2011
I had an old raleigh from birmingham
whose seat was leather and turning tan.
With aerospoke and vice
I made it real nice,
And now it’s a hipsters pelican
Posted 10:37 pm
13 Mar 2011
There is little that i dislike
About spending some time on my bike
But there’s just one thing I need
For my well oiled steed
A Brooks saddle would be a delight!
Posted 4:42 am
14 Mar 2011
Poor Richard had piles
and couldn’t put in his miles
Until he decided to ride
atop supple Brooks hide
Then he was nothing but smiles
Posted 5:00 am
14 Mar 2011
Said the wheel to the frame
“You’re some pretty dame”
Said the frame to the wheel
“You’ve got sex appeal”
But the saddle has all the fame
Posted 11:04 am
14 Mar 2011
Choose the Swallow if it’s roads that you pedal
B67 for that city skidaddle
But if you do it all
B17 will enthral
So straddle that adaptable saddle
Posted 1:45 pm
14 Mar 2011
In this world of synthetics and plastic
Brooks Saddles seem iconoclastic
They’re traditional you see
Just like afternoon tea
Yet their performance is simply fantastic
Posted 1:54 pm
14 Mar 2011
It is down to the saddle one picks
The pain it inflicts when one sits
A Brooks in the best
For this posterior test
Aliviation since eighteen eighty six
Posted 2:07 pm
14 Mar 2011
Aboard a Brooks Swallow with rails of chrome,
I train for my first master’s bike road race at home.
The Seventy-Three Teledyne Titan I’m sure,
Will catch an eye or two as we tour.
My heart, my lungs, and my legs will burn finishing fast on leather not foam.
Posted 2:08 pm
14 Mar 2011
My first road race at 48 I do train,
Riding a vintage Teledyne Titan titanium frame,
My masters bum shall not be last,
As I promise to finish fast.
Ahead of the on my Brooks Swallow I do claim!
Posted 2:11 pm
14 Mar 2011
A triathlete who travels light,
Surely knows he’s right.
When he needs to ride the miles,
He does so with a smile.
Knowing either bike with the Brooks B17 or Swallow will be just right.
Posted 2:20 pm
14 Mar 2011
It’s for you I give claim,
For my love is aflame.
The Brooks saddle of yore,
Helps me today to race the tour.
Finishing strong is better than long dreamed of fame.
Posted 2:22 pm
14 Mar 2011
To win a Brooks leather seat
Now that would be quite a nice treat
Your bike would look snappy
And bum would be happy
Though you need to be part of the poetic elite!
Posted 2:24 pm
14 Mar 2011
A triathlete who travels light,
Surely knows he’s right.
When he needs to ride the miles,
He does so with all smiles.
Knowing either the Brooks B17 or Swallow will be just right.
Posted 2:42 pm
14 Mar 2011
There once was a man from Harwood,
While his name not Robin Hood.
All the same he rode his bike,
On a Brooks Swallow day and night.
To raise money for the common good.
Posted 2:43 pm
14 Mar 2011
correct it I do…
There once was a man from Harwood,
While his name was not Robin Hood.
All the same he rode his bike,
On a Brooks Swallow day and night.
To raise money for the common good.
Posted 2:50 pm
14 Mar 2011
Here’s some advice
My wife gave me twice:
“Get your butt on a Brooks,
Your hands in the hooks
And try to come home nice”
Posted 3:04 pm
14 Mar 2011
What is it about a tan leather seat
That would make my life fully complete?
Is it the handsome good looks
Or just that it’s a Brooks
Or ‘cause it would keep my bum feeling sweet?
Posted 3:28 pm
14 Mar 2011
Trying to get up a hill
With only one gear makes me feel ill
Can’t stop my legs turning
Though my leg muscles are burning
But going down the other side is such a big thrill!
Posted 5:39 pm
14 Mar 2011
The saddle is the key
To riding pain free
So don’t be a wanker
And develop a shanker
Get a Brooks and you’ll see
Posted 5:40 pm
14 Mar 2011
I was given a gift
Of a brand-new Swift
It’s oh so nice
I waxed it twice
My riding pal is miffed
Posted 5:42 pm
14 Mar 2011
The poor old bloke
Was totally broke
A saddle of pleather
Not fine Brook’s leather
Made his bike a joke
Posted 5:44 pm
14 Mar 2011
Don’t worry about weight
If your saddle feels great
You can ride for miles
With nothing but smiles
Avoiding the pain you hate
Posted 5:53 pm
14 Mar 2011
This saddle feels good
Like every Brooks should
It’s not just about butts
There’s also numb nuts
If a seat feels like wood
Posted 6:15 pm
14 Mar 2011
I’ve had another go. Brace yourselves…
Turns out its much harder than I expected
To take Blazing Saddles, that Garth Brookes directed
And relate it to Brooks England
Its left me quite sickened
It turns out they’re not easily connected
Posted 6:28 pm
14 Mar 2011
Wanna know about Brooks? Ask around!
Cyclists’ praise for their gear does resound.
All ’round planet Earth
Folks concur of Brooks’ worth:
Ev’ry dollar, yen, ruble or pound!
Posted 6:55 pm
14 Mar 2011
We are creatures of God’s wide creation
And it’s true that we all know our station.
If a cow He had made me,
I’d hope Brooks trade to soon be.
It’s the highest bovine aspiration.
Posted 7:03 pm
14 Mar 2011
just like a boat without paddle
is a bicycle lacking a saddle
mr brooks you can guess
surely now more or less
that the final word here must be straddle.
Posted 7:11 pm
14 Mar 2011
I love riding my vintage steel frame
Those carbon copies are not what they claim
They are all black and dreary
Not stainless or steely
And they can’t pull off the great Brooks name
Posted 10:28 pm
14 Mar 2011
as rain turns to sleet
my legs they are beat
three hundred miles
but my bum, yes it smiles
my brooks swift is such a treat
Posted 10:53 pm
14 Mar 2011
There was a fine rider from Cork
Who was toodlin’ along in the park
When ’twas time to skedaddle
He hopped on the saddle
And downed many pints before dark
Posted 11:00 pm
14 Mar 2011
My bike without brakes is a convert,
It’s cool and hip when I subvert
Whilst traffic and rain
Grins, blood and the pain
At least I can sit knowing comfort.
Posted 11:12 pm
14 Mar 2011
An Anglican curate of Sarum
Had a habit that truly would scare ‘em
He’d climb on his bike
Where his vestments he’d hike,
And shewed the whole parish his bare bum.
Posted 11:17 pm
14 Mar 2011
When I wake in the gutter hung over
I know I’m not lying on clover
To ten I must count
Then my Brooks I will mount
And bike to the pub and start over.
Posted 11:25 pm
14 Mar 2011
There once was a chap from New Deer
Who yearned for a comfortable rear
So he fitted a Brooks and rode lots of loops
It was a gift to his poor derrière.
Posted 11:25 pm
14 Mar 2011
Paparazzi and starlets will battle
The cleverest one did not addle
She kept on her slicker
But tossed off her knickers
Wanting naught between her and her saddle.
Posted 11:31 pm
14 Mar 2011
Dreaming on roads under light
We cheered with a furious might
And got many looks
On saddles by Brooks
When our spin class was done for the night
Posted 11:37 pm
14 Mar 2011
Biking through pine woods and spruce
Behind her trim little caboose
I shifted my gears
Midst huzzahs and cheers,
And her shiny Brooks saddle I goosed!
Posted 12:55 am
15 Mar 2011
Alas I must make my confession
On my Brooks I have caused great depression
It is not a monstrosity
But ischial tuberosity
Tis my bum that has made the impression
Posted 1:00 am
15 Mar 2011
After riding for hours in Wales
He felt like he was sitting on nails.
“A Brooks saddle is needed,”
He wisely conceded.
“One specifically designed for males!”
Posted 8:16 am
15 Mar 2011
I bought a Brooks saddle so renowned
That it soon was the talk of the town
I had to take the back seat!
It was the talk of the street!
Oh how I wish it was the other way round.
Posted 8:18 am
15 Mar 2011
If like me you’re a fan of the tweed
But still like to ride at full speed
Brooks have a plethora
Of Saddles, Bags ET Cetera
That are sure to add class to your steed
Posted 10:23 am
15 Mar 2011
there was a lass called heather who loved to sit on brooks hand crafted leather . Then some would say . She got carried away . But because it was brooks she had a comfortable nether !
Posted 12:05 pm
15 Mar 2011
Anyone who’s up for mischief
from Glasgow down to Aberystwith
speeding straight or turning hooks
young school-boys or old-school crooks
everyone knows this brand is British
Posted 12:14 pm
15 Mar 2011
Mel Brooks
Posted 12:42 pm
15 Mar 2011
I must say that I have a confession
This limerick writing has turned into an obsession
But when the prize is so nice
I have to enter at least twice
Or perhaps three or four times in quick succession!
Posted 12:47 pm
15 Mar 2011
I used to be perched on a bike
That felt like being sat on a spike
My face used to contort
with the anguish it brought
So now its Brooks Saddles I like
Posted 12:56 pm
15 Mar 2011
Bregan, of course you’re right! I meant Mel Brooks.
I was in a very strange place when I wrote that Limerick!
Posted 2:16 pm
15 Mar 2011
not suitable for the vegan biter
not suitable for indians neither
the colt is hot and hard to swallow
brooks seat users are hard to follow
bad for minorities good for the rider
Posted 2:52 pm
15 Mar 2011
OK guys, take off your glasses
This here smack-down is not for the masses
With a fine Brooks saddle you can ride for miles
It’s art from leather and encourages smiles
And not incidentally it protects our asses
Posted 3:22 pm
15 Mar 2011
Somewhere over the rainbow methinks
Posted 3:32 pm
15 Mar 2011
I’m about to ride seven hundred miles,
But my saddle lacks serious style,
It would be so neat,
If I got a seat,
Made with Brooks cunning and guile
Posted 3:41 pm
15 Mar 2011
I saw a young man pass near,
Who’s riding style was particularly queer,
I said everyone knows,
Pedals belong under toes,
But a saddle shouldn’t be next to your ear
Posted 4:03 pm
15 Mar 2011
A gentleman riding a Raleigh
(Which a cager described as sheer folly)
Noted “such a big tuchus he had! What a ruckus!
But riding my Brookus is jolly!”
Posted 4:13 pm
15 Mar 2011
Did you hear the one about the seat?
It was leather and looked rather beat
A Brooks of such style
It had done plenty of miles
For posterior comfort nothing can compete.
Posted 4:40 pm
15 Mar 2011
Dad has an old B17 that he just won’t part with
Him telling me “it’s the best seat” I thought was a myth
After much consideration
I was filled with eleation
and my new brooks feels great on my old Schwinn!
Posted 5:23 pm
15 Mar 2011
Sure, Brooks saddle are mighty fine
They’re proudly mounted on bikes of mine
But I wish I had upon my back
The beautiful Islington shoulder pack
I’d toast that with some very fine wine.
Posted 5:33 pm
15 Mar 2011
typo correction:
Sure, Brooks saddles are mighty fine
They’re proudly mounted on bikes of mine
But I wish I had upon my back
The beautiful Islington shoulder pack
I’d toast that with some very fine wine.
Posted 6:20 pm
15 Mar 2011
Last night I had a peculiar dream
It had a saddle, two wheels and some cream
The wheels were round
And the cream was sound
But the saddle wasn’t a Brooks and it caused me to scream!
Posted 6:22 pm
15 Mar 2011
Nothing feels just quite as sweet
Than sitting on a Brooks leather seat
What a beautiful saddle
That is a joy to straddle
It’s a comfort that can not be beat.
Posted 6:24 pm
15 Mar 2011
Your last competition was to pen a Haiku
Only one entry did I manage to do
A limerick I can write
Though they’re not a pretty site
Bad ones, there are more than just a few.
Posted 6:34 pm
15 Mar 2011
Form and function really come together,
when I sit atop Brooks black leather.
Over hill and dale
through calm and gale-
I feel just light as a feather.
Posted 7:38 pm
15 Mar 2011
Mike’s friends heard him grouse about stretchin’
Like an elderly matron named Gretchen.
They thought, “One day Mike’ll
Put a Brooks on his cycle
And we won’t have to hear all his kvetchin’!”
Posted 7:46 pm
15 Mar 2011
st pat’s lack of bike brought him sorrow
so a bike with a brooks did he borrow
whilst applying the brakes
he rolled over some snakes
so had fewer to deal with tomorrow
Posted 7:52 pm
15 Mar 2011
It’s time for a ride.
Brooks saddle to comfort my backside.
More fortuitous is this leather way.
The everlasting Brooks saddle rocks forever and a day.
Don’t forget this for work or for your play.
Posted 8:07 pm
15 Mar 2011
It’s time to commute.
Brooks laden bikes feel like a fine suit.
Leather forever makes the finest scoot.
Brooks England has the most soul.
Such fine componentry will never go the way of the Dodo.
Posted 8:28 pm
15 Mar 2011
When you wake up tomorrow
Buy a bike or find one to borrow
Have some bacon and eggs
Then put a Brooks between your legs
As you ride you’ll forget all your sorrow
Posted 8:28 pm
15 Mar 2011
Tis a we bit of prose.
An ancient Brooks saddle you do not want under the nose.
I will forever love these fine English leather pieces.
These works of art have for so long supported the tasteful.
Quality is not quick, or cheap to make grateful.
Posted 8:30 pm
15 Mar 2011
She pedaled through crannies and nooks
Past roses whose thorns had long hooks
But it wasn’t a drag
When her skirt caught a snag
Exposing a heinie imprinted with, “BʁOOKS”
Posted 12:36 am
16 Mar 2011
My name is Ken. I won with haiku.
I can’t try this one, though I’d like to.
The saddle Brooks sent
Tells me to relent
So I’ll just read what all of you guys do.
Posted 3:53 pm
16 Mar 2011
A Brooks saddle was part of my story:
While cycling my way to great glory–
I sat on a Brooks
For comfort and looks,
But my reasoning was a posteriori.
Posted 7:35 pm
16 Mar 2011
My old saddle I threw to the floor,
cause my backside was always so sore.
I changed out my seat,
Oh, isn’t this neat
This Brooks I can’t help but adore
Posted 7:48 pm
16 Mar 2011
I was once a man of action
Until I got diagnosed with erectile dysfunction
My doctor says it from my bike
A comment I very much dislike
So I bought a Brooks saddle and now I’m a champion
Posted 7:51 pm
16 Mar 2011
I have a condition called erectile dysfunction
It means I can’t get no satisfaction
But the medications around have side effects
I am not willing to take and have regrets
So I got a Brooks Saddle and restored my function
Posted 8:28 pm
16 Mar 2011
The mallets were swinging in battle,
as announcers continued to prattle.
The competition was hot,
but my backside was not.
All thanks to my handmade Brooks saddle
Posted 8:34 pm
16 Mar 2011
I jokingly said, “It’s my day”
for, St. Patrick’s had come out to play.
They said, “Hey you fool,
it’s not in reference to you.”
But, I’ll ride to the pub anyway.
Posted 8:43 pm
16 Mar 2011
My green Mercian Vicintore has arrived!
With barber poles and track ends I specified
It took a while get to the parts
Oh my, it’s such a work of art
With my trusty Brooks Saddle, I’m satisfied
Posted 8:44 pm
16 Mar 2011
I’ve desired a Brooks for a great many years
To consummate my worthy fixed gear
I thought that my dad Ron
Would assist his starving daughter to attain one
But he’d rather collect for himself, it is clear.
Posted 9:42 pm
16 Mar 2011
My bike with its elegant looks
is often the target of crooks.
I pray and I trust
my lock will not bust,
in hopes they bugger off my brooks
Posted 10:03 pm
16 Mar 2011
A Glenbrook’s all well down in Camberwell,
But a Hoxton in Oxford’s a shocker
The sight of a Brixton in in Ealing or Hexham
Would cause Mr Boultbee to pucker.
Posted 10:19 pm
16 Mar 2011
This discomfort could require a doctor
because my old saddle has failed its proctor.
Tis perennial folly
my bum is not jolly.
I need the Brooks leather concoctor
Posted 11:17 pm
16 Mar 2011
Not looking for fortune or fame
When riding my bike in the rain
No need for time trial
Just comfort and style
With a B66 that’s as good as they claim!
Posted 11:37 pm
16 Mar 2011
Oh the long painful miles I rode
the time in my saddle plateaued
one day I tried brooks
it comformed with its nooks
my shape upon it I bestowed
Posted 11:45 pm
16 Mar 2011
“My arse is in pain!” I cried
So a Brooks leather saddle I tried
It broke in in time
and felt so sublime
A Brooks saddle we should all be astride
Posted 1:24 am
17 Mar 2011
If you ride on a sensitive sit-upon
(Each mile a teeth-shattering grit-a-thon),
Then get ye astride
A Brooks-embossed hide!
Soon all other saddles you’ll spit upon!
Posted 2:16 am
17 Mar 2011
The comp’ny called Brooks o’er in Smethwick
Makes a product for bikes quite specific.
From this one little town,
They get global renown,
‘Cause ev’ryone thinks they’re terrific!
Posted 1:20 pm
17 Mar 2011
My daughter is an adult, not a tyke
She forgets that I gave her the bike
Yet she mocks me for not giving
In support of her living
A Brooks saddle she says she would like
Posted 1:42 pm
17 Mar 2011
I entered a bicycle race
And built up considerable pace
The Saddle was Brooks
With Classic good looks
And I won with a smile on my face!
Posted 1:44 pm
17 Mar 2011
She rode a maroon Brooks saddle,
for which she had been made to haggle
She rode it with flair
and it really matched her hair
So she named it with with her braddle.
Posted 4:00 am
23 Mar 2011
Bring on the winds of passion,
And you will be in fashon,
Riding a Brooks,
You’ll get the looks,
From both sides of the ocean!
Posted 11:27 am
26 Apr 2011
The absent are always in the wrong.
Posted 7:28 pm
26 May 2011
My saddle is a Brooks
My miles are logged with smiles
With that saddle comes second looks
then affirming nods nods and smiles
And so many happy miles
Posted 5:31 pm
2 Jun 2011
[...] of Brooks [...]
Posted 6:05 am
24 Jul 2011
A girl once rode in to Seattle
hungry for the next polo battle.
All the boys tried their best
to win her by contest,
but Brooks is all she would straddle.
inspired by Bill’s (had to make it local
Posted 9:36 pm
30 Jul 2011
One morning while I was out riding,
A van had a go at side swiping,
There was fear in his eyes
When I stopped at the lights
And gave him a bloody good hiding!
Posted 7:06 pm
22 Sep 2011
On a Brooks rides the girl of my dreams;
but she doesn’t know, so it seems.
It drives me insane
but I don’t complain,
’cause I play on her bike polo team.
Posted 8:40 am
24 Apr 2012
While ruminating over a beer
It became so deceptivey clear
That in praise of St Michael
I really should Cycle
A brooks saddle pressed close to my rear
Posted 5:23 pm
24 Apr 2012
Excellent!
Posted 5:24 pm
24 Apr 2012
While ruminating over a beer
It became so eminently clear
That in praise of St Michael
I really should Cycle
On a Brooks saddle pressed close to my rear