Ronnie's Bike Ride

Rottweilers cowered in corners

Grown men quivered in fright

Mothers protected their children

When Ronnie went out on his bike

 

Motorists swerved to avoid him

Or drove on the opposite side

Buses remained in their depot

When Ronnie was out on his bike

 

People out feeding the pigeons

Ended up covered in shite

As they took to the air in a panic

When Ronnie flew past on his bike

 

But folk were glad to have been there

And may never again see the like

They'll re-tell the tale to their grandkids

Of the time they nearly got totalled

By Ronnie, out riding his bike

◄ Worcester Beer Festival 2015

Everyone Gets a Mention ►

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