Will anything stop the bike thieves?
When you realise your bicycle’s been nicked Your chest tightens speech slurs like a heart-attack You’d sell your soul to the devil in a tick In order to ensure you get your bike back.
Poems, Poesie
When you realise your bicycle’s been nicked Your chest tightens speech slurs like a heart-attack You’d sell your soul to the devil in a tick In order to ensure you get your bike back.