Summer of '99...

(((This was written in 2006...May 22....I recall the memories of my childhood...my pals and my bicycle. Note that the rhyming pattern matches with the lyrics of 'Summer of 69'....as in the last word of a particular line in the original song would sound similar to the corresponding word in the poem...was a difficult task...

Try singing it in that tune...like Bryan Adams :)...)))

 

I got my first trendy bike, slim
Bought it at hundreds twenty-nine
Rode it till the sun got red
Was the Summer of 99

Me and more guys n gals, cool
Had a gang named Klub Leonard
Hard to beat, too brave to get worried
We moved along...the fastest by far

Racing past the V.S.Tower
By the banks of my hometown river
And when we made a noise
We'd face a shrunk eyed glare
Those were the best days of my life

O...that day...March the Sixteenth
When I rode all records through
Frenz around...all congratulatin'
N my eyes dying to see you...yeah !

At the end of that standing search
She gifted me the best hug ever
Wet eyed on that victory land
Nothing beats the touch of a lover
Those were the best days of my life...