Ice isn’t nice…
If you come off because of ice You’ll find it isn’t very nice As it will likely end in pain And you may have a shoulder sprain Don’t ask me how I know…
One minute you are going straight The next it’s already too late For though it looked like things were fine You had ignored the warning sign Don’t ask me how I know…
But hopefully, before too long Your shoulder will again be strong And you’ll get back upon your bike Because that’s what you really like Don’t ask me how I know…
December 2025 © Mary Deaves