What Makes My Saddle Sore, Poem & Tarwheels Union Groove To Eflin 5-19-10
Today we're headed to the big town of Eflin!
Yuki Kajiura-Desert Sunset
The video above I got through Freya Cesare and her hub about
YUKI KAJIURA, THE COMPOSER FROM JAPAN
Well, the music is pretty pretty! This piece is relaxing.
It's a beautiful morning!
The pretty girls are wearing their best hats today!
What Makes My Saddle Sore?
Here’s a salute to the butt.
The butt has gotten an awful rap.
It’s located right below the gut.
And that’s why it gets a lot of crap.
For a lot of jokes it has been the butt!
Sometimes the cut of the butt is the unkindliest cut!
It’s the rear, the behind,
And too often it’s on the mind.
One exercises it and tries to tone it.
And then we’re just going to sit on it!
There are lots of times when the legs start churning,
That
a bad combination can make the bottom start burning.
The
seat has to take a lot of heat!
Let's face it- a neat seat cannot be beat.
What makes my saddle sore?
When it’s not my saddle that’s sore!
Why has all my struggle and toil,
Been reduced to a big butt boil?
It’s not really a boil and what’s more,
It’s often called a “pressure sore”.
I know, “a rose is a rose by any other name”.
Let’s call it a rose if, to you, it’s all the same.
This rose is a rise from sitting on the rose.
The longer I rode the more it rose.
It’s a saddle too hard and a bumpy road.
It’s too many miles carrying a heavy load.
A soldier marches on his gut.
A cyclist perches on his butt.
We search for the latest cream to anoint,
This sensitive and very, very critical point!Some of this stuff can seal up your pores,
And actually cause these “saddle sores”.
So what can you do to have a little “recess”,
A little relief, from this cursed abscess?
Get some good shorts with a really good fit.
Find a comfortable seat on which to sit.
Lower your miles if a “rose” starts to rise.
You might park that bicycle! That would be wise!
But then you might just be like Micky Dee.
Compared to the racers today- he’s an old Model T!
He’ll go ahead and ride, immerse himself in pain.
He pled “no pain, no gain” until he went insane.
But, and no buts, take care of your butt.
Even if it looks like a peanut, butternut,
A doughnut, a chestnut, or a coconut!
I say from here to beyond Connecticut,
Think about it -
Take care of your butt.
For in the end -
What does your butt abut?
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