The
eggs in the basket
Clean
up living in good spirit
All
staying together for the ride
As
the cyclist pedals along the road
He
turns left; he turns right
He
pedals on straight road
He
cycles on the bumpy street
He
sings his songs as he cycles
Dreaming
about his woman
He
sees her waiting by the window
Every
day he passes her room
Waving
and getting no response
Today
he loses his focus
He
forgets to keep his cool
A
bit annoyed at himself
He
forgets about the potholes
He
cycles right in
Bouncing
up and down
The
eggs in the basket
All
get hooked up and fall
The
egg basket tumbles over
The
cyclist only sees in his eyes
He
sees he loses his good
He
wants to cry but stop it
He
learns his lesson
No
day dreaming while working
Losing
focus will make it history
He
collects the unbroken eggs
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