FRENEMIES: an account of the mustache ride
In the land of bikes, the emotions can run thick
At times you love your friends, and at others they just make you sick
It is a delicate matter, when to shun them or when they are the first ones you would pick
On this night, there wasn’t even a trick
They made the options quite obvious, like being hit with a brick
That until they shaved, the name enemies would have to stick
1 comment:
Um... nevermind.
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