The story is this
A bike found in the abyss,
In the dark reaches of the shed
Painted an awful color red.
With tires flat and cobwebs galore
It looked as though, it'd been through a war.
So we took it from its dreary home
And cleaned it all up, from tire to chrome.
Out came the bike, we call Skye
So blue and so pretty, you might just cry.
In the dark reaches of the shed
Painted an awful color red.
With tires flat and cobwebs galore
It looked as though, it'd been through a war.
So we took it from its dreary home
And cleaned it all up, from tire to chrome.
Out came the bike, we call Skye
So blue and so pretty, you might just cry.
2 comments:
So is this Kendra's new ride to school? That is, until she's old enough to drive the scooter. :) Thanks for posting pictures Scotty!
I like it -- who painted the little beauty?? I hope this isn't Mom's bike that Joseph will be borrowing for the Great Divide ride in June... :)
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