“It’s yellow so it must be pretty” Gun Roswell
Great things
Always come in threes
Even if you sneeze
You will love these
Little yellow things
Brought by spring
“Something about the colour yellow, that makes you smile, it’s bright, it’s fun, it’s well, yellow! So wake up from that winter slumber and smell the yellow flowers!” Gun Roswell
“Take a little one step, two step, three step
Then a little spin like this”
The spring is almost here
Snow all but disappeared
Dots of yellow sprinkled around
Soon enough, multiple other colours
Will fill the ground
“A hired ride for an hours time? Sounds like fun!” Gun Roswell
The yellow ride
On the road side
A motorised bike
Something to like
Yellow in colour
Certainly not the duller
Rent it for an hour
With only one dollar
Ride it with gusto
Is an absolute must
Down the hillside
It easily slides
Up the street
In a rhythmic beat
Go as fast as you can
Without caring a damn
When the hour
Is finally over
You still feel the power
Of the little scooter
That certainly could!
“You can rent one, for an hour, a day, perhaps even a week? They’re yellow, just pedal away!” Gun Roswell
“The yellow bikes are beckoning for a ride” Gun Roswell
The city’s yellow painted two wheeled drives
Came out with the spring and with a great smile
The brightness competing with only the sun
As the bright yellow bikes stand there waiting for some fun
The passers by soon will get some ideas
Hoping on them and riding away with smiles
And as the day progresses on in time
The bike park will soon be empty on the dime
All the yellow bikes now filling both parks and the streets
As all them riders are following that ride worthy beat
Loud ruckus like laughter filling the waves of air
As nothing and no one can deny this bike ride filled cheer