Going Back To Childhood I Can Remember,
Stealing My Younger Brother-‘s Bike In Late December.
It Was After 7:00pm When I Decided To Go,
While Everyone Else Was At The Picture Show.

The Roads Were Dark Except For The Moon,
I Knew That It Would Be Getting Colder Soon.
I Had Never Experienced The Thrill Of The Ride,
Up And Down Hills Through The Country Side.
I Managed To Go Down The Hills As Fast As That Could Be,
Until I Jumped The Ditch And Hit A Tree.
On Their Way Home They Saw The Mess,
They Stopped And Picked Me Up But The Bike Failed The Test