A quick drive up to Darlington, darling,
Then on to Hartlepool, oh my dear heart
Somehow I drove past Hartburn still feeling
Fine. The north-east wind didn’t make me fart
I’ve been to Bakewell too, enjoyed a tart
Seen man-boobs in Manchester many times
Seen a nice pair in Bristol’s shopping mart
Worn gaberdines in Aberdeen’s wet climes
In Holywell I searched for church bell’s chimes
Broke spokes in Pembroke, September, cycling
Broke more on Dartmoor; my bike fell apart
Seen the Old Bill in Billingham solve crimes
But sod all happened when in Godalming
God, I’ve a girl in Coventry. Let the ride start.
Sat 26 Apr 2008
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