Ode to the bike store
A job,
a hangout,
but, most importantly a place to drink beer!
In the winter we're slow and idle
in the summer we're busy,
with inventory vital.
Throughout the time I've been around,
I've seen DWI's
Plenty of cries,
a few new guys,
but a group of harty people
who seem eternal,
ready to ride bikes
and have some laughs.
that is why
I can't leave for long,
before needing to visit.
This poem is about:
Me
My community