can't hear the street noise,
windows closed by choice,
boyz'n girlz play with toys,

cars, trucks and motorcycles,
the boulevard rumbles in cycles,
but what if it were only bicycles,

oh let's not forget the transit buses,
without them there would be fussy,
folks unable get to work if it was sunny, and
                                                     dusty,
                                                 or slushy,
                                                 or muddy,

birds whistle, crows caw, some young
seagull already lost, calling out "spring has sprung"
and "can't find you", pack of coyotes howl, the young

whoop it up over a first ****,

an early morning ****,

not for the thrill of a new skill,
but to provide, as
in nature no one gets a free ride.