A parable of upgrading … 

A bicycle I bought
To get from A to B;
Much quicker, as I thought,
Than walking is, you see. 

Then saw I, on the Net,
A better seat by far,
‘That saddle I must get
On my old saddle-bar!’ 

But soon I came across
A full-scale seat to fit …
Gave movement, though, some loss,
With pedals blocked a bit. 

Some reason made my trips
Take longer at this time;
I also suffered quips
When hills I tried to climb. 

So took a new upgrade –
Full arm-chair job, was this;
Which quite a difference made,
For down-hills were sheer bliss. 

The hills, though, I could not
Get up, so changed again:
Recliner, now, I got,
With shelter from the rain.

It had built-in TV,
And coffee-maker, too;
But most regrettably
Now, move it, I can’t do.
The latest version is
Spectacular, indeed,
But has me in a tiz –
It won’t do what I need! 

© Colonialist November 2011 (Letterdash/WordPress)

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Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies.
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  1. :-D I have a picture of you reclining in a Hell’s Angel-style bicycle….now I want one….


  2. adeeyoyo says:

    I always steer clear of ‘New Improved’ anything!


  3. Nicola says:

    oops sorry the links went a bit strange


  4. Nicola says:

    Brilliant – it reminded me of Pam Goodall’s description of her bike she bought for cycling round the world and some of the things did not help with saddle soreness


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