Bike maintenance Haiku

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I have now become a Haiku author. This represents an exciting new stage in my life.

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Grease permeates skin. Blue handled tools. Red blood wells. My bike will not shift.

One quarter turn. Clockwise or anti-clockwise? Where did I start?

Slow rot, over time Entropy does not sleep, ever. Always grease threads.

Racing tomorrow. Late night tuning session. Television snow.

Heh - thanks Anthony, ya Zen Jap freak.....

Shaun aRe. The world is still. What will be?

Anthony Sloan said:

Grease permeates skin. Blue handled tools. Red blood wells. My bike will not shift.

One quarter turn. Clockwise or anti-clockwise? Where did I start?

Beautiful, man - and something we can all relate to!

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Racing tomorrow.

Well maybe not all of it - mine would be more like "raining tomorrow". Still the right number of
syllables, though. :-)

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I have now become a Haiku author. This represents an exciting new stage in my life.

;*)

Grease permeates skin. Blue handled tools. Red blood wells. My bike will not shift.

One quarter turn. Clockwise or anti-clockwise? Where did I start?

Slow rot, over time Entropy does not sleep, ever. Always grease threads.

Racing tomorrow. Late night tuning session. Television snow.

Race in two minutes, Scramble to fix derrailleur, Approach start beaten.

The culprit of wrong, The wrench, the threads, or me? I'm the one buying....

Flying through the air, Bereft of bicycle, note: "Need to adjust brakes!"

/s quai bin fu tong!

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Anthony Sloan <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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I have now become a Haiku author. This represents an exciting new stage in my life.

;*)

Grease permeates skin. Blue handled tools. Red blood wells. My bike will not shift.

One quarter turn. Clockwise or anti-clockwise? Where did I start?

Slow rot, over time Entropy does not sleep, ever. Always grease threads.

Racing tomorrow. Late night tuning session. Television snow.

Race in two minutes, Scramble to fix derrailleur, Approach start beaten.

The culprit of wrong, The wrench, the threads, or me?

BZZZ! you're one short. try wrenches 😉

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I'm the one buying....

Flying through the air, Bereft of bicycle, note: "Need to adjust brakes!"

/s quai bin fu tong!

Where is that hex wrench? I've got five, seven, and eight; all I need is six.

If mountain biking Is the one true path, why are my wheels so untrue?

My bike is silent. It glides in pure perfection. Wait... where is my chain?

Jon Bond

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I have now become a Haiku author. This represents an exciting new stage in my life.

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Rainy or sunny

Warm or cold we ride because

There is no season

Bored at work or home

Come to alt dot mountain bike

We post all day long

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England says tyre America says tire Its all the same thing

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I have now become a Haiku author. This represents an exciting new stage in my life.

(it's 5/7/5 )

grey frozen sky wet and mud I cannot ride my bike calls to me

dreams of Idaho soft dirt and pine duff trails spring will be here soon

penny

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Anthony Sloan <[email hidden]> wrote in message

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> I have now become a Haiku author. This represents an exciting new stage in my life.

(it's 5/7/5 )

grey frozen sky wet and mud I cannot ride my bike calls to me

dreams of Idaho soft dirt and pine duff trails spring will be here soon

penny

my ass hurts

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Slacker

On Fri, 14 Feb 2003 14:17:34 -0000, "Shaun Rimmer" <[email hidden]> wrote:

[snip good stuff]

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Shaun aRe. The world is still. What will be?

I believe you're getting it now.

peace, bill

The mind serves properly as a window glass rather than as a reflector, that is, the mind should give
an immediate view instead of an interpretation of the world.
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> Anthony Sloan <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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>> I have now become a Haiku author. This represents an exciting new stage in my life.

(it's 5/7/5 )

grey frozen sky wet and mud I cannot ride my bike calls to me

dreams of Idaho soft dirt and pine duff trails spring will be here soon

penny

my ass hurts

D'oh!

The mind serves properly as a window glass rather than as a reflector, that is, the mind should give
an immediate view instead of an interpretation of the world.
:-]

FRUTOPA! "Anthony Sloan" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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I have now become a Haiku author. This represents an exciting new stage in my life.

;*)

Grease permeates skin. Blue handled tools. Red blood wells. My bike will not shift.

One quarter turn. Clockwise or anti-clockwise? Where did I start?

Slow rot, over time Entropy does not sleep, ever. Always grease threads.

Racing tomorrow. Late night tuning session. Television snow.
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My hands are full of thorns but I can't quit groping for the rose.