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Michael built a bicycle unsuitable for speed,
it's crammed with more accessories,
than anyone would need.
There's an AM-FM radio,
A deck to play cassettes,
A refrigerator-freezer,
and a pair of tv sets.
There's shelves for shirts and sweaters
And hangers for his jeans,
A drawer for socks and underwear,
And a rack for magazines.
There's a fish tank and a bird cage perched upon the handlebar,
A bookcase,
And a telescope to watch the moon and stars.
There's a telephone,
A blender,
A stove to cook his meals,
A sink to do his dishes somehow fastened to the wheels.
There's a portable piano,
A set of model trains,
An automatic bumpershoot that opens when it rains.
There's a desk to do his typing on this fabulous machine,
A stall for taking showers,
And a broom to keep things clean.
But you'll never see him ride it,
for it isn't quite complete,
Michael left no room for pedals,
And there isn't any seat.
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