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The Bombay Bicycle Club

It's the Bombay bicycle club's monthly outing
Shall we be going then? Cheerio!
Ring! Ring! Pedal, pedal.
And we're off!
Everyone stay together now!  
Everyone form a que!
That's it, single file. Very good!
Ring! Ring! Pedal, pedal
Spokes spinning, wheels rolling 'round and 'round.
Go Go Goa is a tropical dream.
A wonderful day at the beach.
This is Kipling's India.
It's a magical time.
Wire-rimmed glasses and perfect mustaches.
Men in boulder hats.
Women in wide-brim straw.
Ring! Ring! Passing on the left!
Everyone together now. Pedal, pedal.
Wheels rolling and spokes spinning.
Off on another adventure
Under the shade of the banyan tree,
Past the ficus and fig,
Past the ashoka tree,
Down the shady lane.
Pedal everyone! Stay together. Pedal now!
This is British India where the sun never sets.
Ring! Ring! Pedal, pedal.
Such a perfect day for a ride isn't it?
Ring! Ring!
Cheers everyone! Cheers!
 
Written by Seed
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Author's Note
I heard a song on the radio and it sparked this poem.
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