The cyclist on the bike
In the morning she cycled
The wind blowing on her hair
She was gearing up to market
On the road she cycled
Pedalling leisurely in the morning
Out of nowhere two dogs came
Barking and running at her
She screamed loudly
“Dogs! Dogs!”
Cycling as fast as she could
The dogs just chased
Then the voices of dog owners
Calling the dogs back home
The cyclist cycled on her way
In the morning of dogs and hot wind
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