Assembling Grievances.


 

One can see that R’s bike, in the lead, is getting a bit small for her. Also, it is time she had a ‘proper’ MB.

Tomorrow ninth birthday for little R

And a new bike Mom has bought her,

Guess who assembled it – No Cigar!

For she is my granddaughter!

The bike was mainly put together,

But what was left made heavy weather –

Turned out a terrible endeavour!

For half the tools were missing, quite,

Half what was done was not done right,

I cursed those guys right out of sight,

And I did it hell-for-leather!

© April 2017 Colonialist
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About colonialist

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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6 Responses to Assembling Grievances.

  1. dunelight says:

    May she pedal surrounded by angels if you’re handiwork won’t do.

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  2. The curse of self-assembly

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