There once was a bike team captain
Trying to stay atop of all that was happ'nin'
Thinking up routes
And substitutes
While she was diligently mappin' 'em.
(Let me know if you want the link!)
There was a woman from ol' Minn
Who was feeling a bit snowed in
She dreamed of her road bike
And what it'd be like
To take it around the lakes for a spin.
There once was a nice mother
Who was really like no other
She sent some pjs new
In leopard print blue
And presumably none to my brother.
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