Why I No Longer Ride My Bike
(in "Sign Language")
I was riding my bicycle
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when I saw a woman lying down. |
We fooled around |
until she was ready. |
First she opened one leg. |
Then the other. |
I put it in. |
She complemented me on my size
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and weight.
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After a lot of coming and going |
we tried different styles |
and speeds. |
When I reached the point of no return
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she shouted "STOP!" |
She said she wasnt on the Pill. |
My excitement died. |
Nine months later she phoned from the hospital. |
I was a father. |
My world collapsed. |
I now walk. |