The great outdoors!
As I was cycling along Suddenly something was wrong Although there was so much space A creature did hit my face Underneath my helmet strap The insect did itself trap I tried to brush it away Swerving ‘cross the carriageway And gladly the car behind Carefully passed me and did mind So the bug I did expel But where he’d been I could tell For by my ear there were sores Oh, the joy of the outdoors!
September 2023 © Mary Deaves