I am a bicycle who is
Just taking a short rest break from
My flower delivery biz.
I watched the closer you did come
Up the sidewalk nearer to me,
And could guess what was on your mind.
So let me ask you politely,
Another place for you to find.
My flowers are well watered and
Water does make my wheel spokes rust.
I hope that you can understand,
And your target you will adjust.
So doggie please move on elsewhere.
Your tinkle I don't want to share.
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