It's just an old pink Schwinn
down tube twelve speed shifters
Chrome Moly lugged frame
Chipped and dented from a crash
Rear ended on Paynes Prairie
Rear stays hammered straight
But when I top that rise by Biellings
And soar down the curving hill
I am atop a Pinarello Prince
Sixteen pound carbon wonder
Approaching sixty miles per hour
Far ahead of a struggling peloton
Somewhere over Watermelon Park way
And I thank my old friend Bob Jones
for giving me his old Schwinn this day....
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