Everything is changing fast
The way our journeys flow
We love our car it’s best by far
Whether sunshine rain or snow
We know the ride is turning
No doubt creating traffic spikes
Bus lanes now have all-day rights
Plus much more room for bikes
No longer pedals to the metal
There’ll be wheelies everywhere
Motoring a lesser city thing
A traffic state to trap ensnare
We’ll be needing handle baskets
Clip-on heated weather capes
Two-wheeled trailers lockable
Suiting very shopping traipse
Handlebars will mean that jars
Can be swallowed to excess
Saddled with a drunken rush
As screeching buses make a mess
But all the worlds a cycle
In the summertime it’s prime
Where light fair-weather butterflies
Have no thoughts of wintertime
Let’s not forget it’s healthier
Less fumes less fug distress
As pedal thrust conveyances
Change the ways of NHS
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