Love On A Bicycle

I’ll take the coast road from Seaford as far as Eastbourne.

From Pevensey it is not far to Bexhill.

Even if men come with guns and torches,
My love for you is something I could ever deny.
Even when it rains and nobody will give me shelter,

My fidelity is something on which you may rely.

When Donald and Toshiko had swallows nesting in the eaves,

Toshiko climbed a ladder to look.
Donald held the ladder for her and as she went up,

He admired the way her splendid buttocks shook.

The neglected road-surface plays havoc with my tyres.
It will soon be dark and my teeth are aching with lust.
Fortunately I have a stout sleeping bag with me.
It will protect me from the wind, if not the dust.

I’ll take the coast road from Seaford as far as Eastbourne.
From Pevensey it is not far to Bexhill.