The man who rides the american bike,
He is so quick to say,
The ride of my bike is tough and harsh,
American all the way,
The man who rides the carbon one,
He loves the ride it gives,
It's soft and lovely to his tush,
without it he cant live,
But the one who types instead of rides,
Thats a lad I can do without,
Don't listen and pay heed to him,
He's pale worn and out,
It's the man who rides his frame all day,
He would never type a lick,
I'll be there by his side today,
You can all just go to S***!
Poem written by my LBS pro,
An Irishman with an attitude.
Probably the only thing he will ever contribute to this site.
I can't stop laughing, by the way I love this website and I do
still manage to get in a lot of riding
...Hooben