Ode to Rusty

Gun-metal black but with small reddish spots

Your firmly filled tubes so comfy and strong

You brought me safely to Aya and back

Another adventure, with no third Foot along

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You hoped to jump down the intense waterslide

But the slide was not all they would have us believe

With clean pictures of rides and the kids having fun

Yet a murky green pool was what we chose to leave

 

But the war that we started, it more than made up

For the dirty shortcomings of waterslide fun

Oh the ducks and the Koi, how they fought hard in battle

For every last pellet you threw in the pond

  

And the Ryu-O Castle, way up on the hilltop

Don’t tell me the view wasn’t well worth the climb

Even if it was rebuilt waaaaaay back in the 80’s

My dear friend remember…”It’s samurai time!”

  

Oh the bike road we rode on we had to ourselves

Just you and me Rusty, we tore up the place

Of course free wine and shochu in Shusen-no-mori

Did lengthen the ride home and decrease the pace

  

But we made it back Rusty, and I owe it all

To your smooth well-lubed chain and your strong metal frame

Dependable Rusty, I’ll be sad to leave you

Life back home without you will not be the same

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Another 60 km spent together, thanks for a great day in the sun Rusty…

~ by The Running Emu on March 29, 2007.