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By: MARK H. WILSON

SOMEWHAT AMUSED.
MOSTLY CONFUSED.
YOUR BICYCLE CRUISED
INTO THE GROUND AS IT FUSED!
CUTS AND BRUISES THEN OOZED.
NO NEED FOR BLOOD TRANSFUSED.
EGO BRUISED.
A FEW ENTHUSED.
MANY MUSED,
AS THE STORY THEY PERUSED!
RUMORS SUFFUSED.
RIDING INSTRUCTIONS REFUSED?
YOUR SEATBELT UNUSED?
BRAIN UNDERUSED?
ALCOHOL AND PRETZELS ABUSED?
NASAL CAVITIES INFUSED?
FUTURE RIDING RECUSED?
ALL MUST BE EXCUSED.
ISSUE EASILY DEFUSED.
NOT YOUR USUAL TRIKE USED,
BUT YOUR GIRLS BICYCLE WITH TRAINING WHEELS SIMPLY MISUSED!

About this poem:
FOR FEARLESS SECRET SERVICE AGENTS RISKING THEIR VERY LIVES AS THEY COURAGEOUSLY AND TIRELESSLY PERFORM THE DANGEROUS SPORT OF PRESIDENTIAL BICYCLE RIDING (PBR). GOD HELP THEM!

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