A Talent Show Song

Toward the end of a tour there is often a chance for a talent show.  Our tour leader encouraged folks to begin to think about one and prepare a short talent presentation.  While riding along, I sang a song, and rhymed some words that would be heard.

Bicycle Touring

By Kent Beisner - 2012

Chorus: Riding my bicycle, touring by bicycle:

Worms hang from my down tube,

Rain drips from my nose.

Nothing seems to matter,

As long as my bike goes.

Chorus: Riding my bicycle, touring by bicycle:

I often become odorous,

Yet sights seen are so wondrous.

Smells saturate my senses,

I'm glad for trees like fences.

Chorus: Riding my bicycle, touring by bicycle:

Sounds surround my hearing,

I search for the right gearing.

With speeds I ride to get there, 

I see more than my share.

Chorus: Riding my bicycle, touring by bicycle:

Eating ice cream, nuts, and protein;

And still I seem to stay lean.

To camp in time for dinner,

I will be a winner.

Riding my bicycle, wondering what's around the next bends,

Will lure me until my life's tour ends.