The bicycle walked,
with slow-jump-run.
And I was on the top.
I crushed a gum chilling on the street.
He screamed, "Are you a mop?"

I moved my legs,
With fast-bright-fun.
A slope came I couldn't stop.
I picked up a kid,
He screamed, "weeeeeeee!"
Then came the time to drop.

Why die alone,
With cracked-joints hon?
When you can take a kid.
I droped the kid and he survived,
I died alone inside a pit.