When I rode Ruthie on my bike
She liked to tell me where to go.
She told me if I rode too fast
And told me if I rode too slow.

She told me just how bad I rode
And that I rode too carelessly.
The other day I hit a bump
And quickly rode off Ruthlessly.

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#1 Jeremy D Edwards on 06.21.14 at 3:24 pm

I like that poem very much

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