The Boy & His Bike

There once was a lad ‘o long time ago His bicycle, to be sure, was grand The whitewalls were sturdy, the breaks in their prime No equal did it have in the land One sinister eve the man and his bike Decided to challenge the law Thought he, “If I’m quick, ‘ol Trixie and me Can run and never be saw…seen. So along sped the boy, no lights on his bike ‘Till past the old mounty he rode With the speed of a puma he jumped in a bush Then scurried back to his parents abode Nervous and timid his conscience did wax And his father no help tried to offer “Lessons must be learned, my boy needs to know That transgressors in this life never prosper” So in his heart the boy pledged change A new being he aspired to be He’d teach the world not to ride lightless at night For him, the choice no longer binary Time rolled on and the boy upright grew His accomplice in crime even turned a new tire Now a father with kids, he taught them so well Until one day some kids toyed with fire A boy dropped in and asked out his darling girl A biking date was planned and set So the man took his cycle and patched up a hole The streets hadn't seen the last of ‘Ol Trixie yet With a smile the man gleamed and hoped in his heart That ‘ol Trixie would keep them from sin Alas, his life goal, was shattered in two When he asked if in the dark they had been It was true, their bike ride was without lights and outside And reminded him of his day in the bush And just like him, they too felt the guilt And decided ne’er more the law to push The moral seems clear, but please lend me your ear And indulge me as I utter and moan: When the sun’s gone down, there’s no place in town As safe and as lighty as home