New Bike Meets Old Man

 

I got a brand new bike today,

Purple hand grips, shiny wheels.

See me speeding down the street,

Hearing, “Oohs and aahs!” and squeals. 

As I go whizzing down the hill,

Dogs are barking. Kitties run.

Grannies jump out of the way.

I’ve never had so much fun.

Until, old man Warner steps out,

Arms crossed, wearing a frown.

And a few seconds later,

I see him from upside down. 

I got a new bell today.

See me pedaling gently by.

I politely smile and “ding.”

Well, at least, I’m going to try.