What Glorious Fun! (Rev.) Poem by Margaret Alice

This reminds me –
speeding on my bike
twin sister ahead of me
if she doesn’t hesitate I don’t slack off
approaching stop signs down-hill
I accelerate she brakes
suddenly – I cannot

out of the corner of my eye
car seen approaching
pedalling harder – stopping
would have been fatal
sweeping past a pair of shocked
driver’s eyes
he stops – lectures twin
threatens to complain but she gets away;
this does not stop her trying to steer
with hands crossed right over left anyway –
fell – still has the scar across her eye
more concerned about
pulling down her skirt
the blood pouring from her eye
I couldn’t stop
strangers took her for medical help
bicycles are dangerous
but what amazing sensations –
What Glorious Fun!