Write Stuff …

I rang up John and said come for a ride
He said No, I’m too tired

I loaded up my bike on the ute
out the gate I went, giving a toot

I went and got John from the farm
And on the way we had a yarn

Once we got to the track
all the gear we had to unpack

I was learning to do a jump
I’m glad my shocks could take a bump

That’s the end of my day
I hope my poem wasn’t too gay

Nick