The proud new owner of a ten-speed bike,
I set off on a cyclist’s hike,
I set off on a cyclist’s hike,
Armed with wristwatch and a bit of math,
to test my speed on the cars’ wide path.
to test my speed on the cars’ wide path.
Twenty-six and a half inches proved,
with a minute or so at a reasonable groove
with a minute or so at a reasonable groove
The circumference of the black rubber arc
could be multiplied to my rate since start
could be multiplied to my rate since start
Intently bearing down on the wheel’s spinning shadow,
Watching my wrist,the time in a window -
Watching my wrist,the time in a window -
Counting each revolution,flying along,
as feet spun fearlessly, recklessly on.
as feet spun fearlessly, recklessly on.
When much to August’s quirky chagrin,
the bicycle tire found it’s reciprocal twin.
the bicycle tire found it’s reciprocal twin.
The curve of a blade, a parked snowplow,
threw horse and rider, and creased his brow.
threw horse and rider, and creased his brow.
Science’s lesson that day was quick;
not rates or speeds or geometry’s trick!
not rates or speeds or geometry’s trick!
No, the thing I learned, the physical lecture:
Don’t lose sight of the bigger picture.
Don’t lose sight of the bigger picture.
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