@snood,
When I'm riding around on my bike
I remember the things that I like
The sky and the breeze
Songbirds in the trees
Then I fall off and wish for a trike.
Easter is famous for chocolate
And something else fairly apocalyptic
Hey, see what I did there?
My scansion is ruined
And my rhymes are scarcely any better
There's a space by this wheel for your shoulder