i ride bike in sunday morning
going round a mile long lake
when residents are still asleep
i race with newspaper delivery
i’m impress with their accuracy
how they throw at full speed
i tried once but i overthrow
landed in backyard pot’s bed
bounce and hit a sleeping dog
which causes quite commotion
i stay with my bike exercise
i pedal faster i’m being time
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