An Ode
As once the dinosaurs roamed the earth
Those of old must give a berth
With youth a must in an ageing team
A policy should bring the cream
As old and young take the field of battle
Project lactate will define the cattle
Hiding in the soft serve bunch
Won’t give the war that needed punch
For those who seek to win the prize
Quon’s the place where the cream will rise
As old bull talks and young bull listens
Tridents watch, as the sweat, it glistens
For those who cannot reach the bar
And seek thee not to ride too far
Then seek ye out a cafe bike
And find your latte and take a hike
Should you wish to ride out hard
And put your mark on a winners card
Then stand ye up in blue and gold
And give it all before you’re old.
5 comments:
Love it. Nice work.
Young bulls - keeping it done!
young bulls = so full of shit.old bulls will smash yous
Bring it on old man!
I yern for the days of pink cycling gear. Is the the end for the QUON??
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