The Oldie proceeds at the leisurely pace proper to it. No tea set as yet and probably not for weeks.
Here's a Bicycle Song.
The Adventures of a London Bicycle
I am a London Boris Bike
And you can hire me if you like,
The London Freedom Dream Machine,
Speedy, convenient and green.
A thief enjoys an hour with me
By paying the appropriate fee.
I know a lot of foreign curses.
From stealing tourists bags and purses.
A lady puts her money down,
She is a lady of the town
And, ah, the secrets I could tell
About her varied clientele.
Just yesterday it came to pass
I kissed the broad mayoral arse,
A swift, splendiferous skedaddle,
The Bum of Boris in the saddle!
|