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When you can have sing-song around the piano – or in Paul’s case – howling around the piano.

This is a funny poem Lynda’s workmate wrote for her on toilet paper! Keep and eye on the blog as we will be blogging our bike ride as often as we can.

Lynda, Lynda, on ya bike
Pedal power, that’s what I like.
Six weeks away without you,
John, what the fuck will you do?

To see you gone we’ll all be sorry,
The company’s in good hands
Don’t you worry.

Think of work, day & night
Like the Tui ad says,
“Yeah right.”

Biking for miles day after day,
That’s good for ya health or
So they say.

The rolling hills
The green green grass
Those mimi stops
That sore, tired arse.

Those aching thighs
Those scrapes & cuts.
If you were a man
Think of his nuts.

Isolations, roads & trees
Send us a postcard
If you please.

Wide open spaces,
Waterfalls,
Think of these guys
When nature calls.

Keep an eye on all those foreign men
Along your way
Please don’t let them lead you astray.

If you run out of money
Hey, that’s no sin,
Just get on the phone
And dial up Lyn.

Watch out for all that
Foreign food.
Those herbs & spices can be crude.

Beware of all those funny bits.
Take this poem if you get the shits.

Biker’s rash, tumbles & falls,
At least you won’t get
Itchy balls.

You’ll soon be back
With stories to tell
Takes heaps of photos and
Keep very well,

So have a great time
This is a must.
From all ya mates
At Lifestyle Trust.
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By Andrew Rea
28 May 2009