The 100% man
With the peleton complaining
grown men are in tears
Their heart rate racing
betraying their fears,
The
JFR boys muse
of their health concerns
As
rounding last Bobbo corner
the 100% man turns.
They say today’s fifty is
really
A bygones forty
But what manifestation
for one oh so naughty,
A
liver of life
he has high ideals
He’s not all that shy
Listen up! he’ll say what he feels.
He’s aging like a wine
improving in taste
Or
will grumpiness grow
in line with his haste?
Will his directness continue
to taunt our town
Or
will his humour grow barren
just like his crown?
W hat’s this 100% man?
How silly are you
Just ask any JFR rider
Cause he’s out front paying his due,
it’s
over, we’ve crested the col
Slow down, time to rest
No
not him
Bobbo’s 10min barrier he’s to test.
Now take it from me
Training buddies are hard to find
They come n go forget the day
But not this bugger
He’s there, he’s commited, he leads the way,
First it was riding 3 days a week
Now its full time tristars
It’s not for the meek.
He came to this new land
With Family in tow
but
why was the howl
they all did go,
It
hasn’t been easy
sometimes tough
There faith ever stronger
Now many friends to kid and
bluff.
Thursday scriptures in a group
Obey your man he doth chime,
Not today honey
Now
give me that wine
Christian values they have instilled
For Jarryd, Kim and Jess
But don’t mention the engagement
It could be a mess
You could now say
Rottie
Hill, Asquith Leagues
They do play,
‘were
all going on a summer holiday’
Golden oldies enjoying most,
Fleetwood
Mac, Cliff Richard
They
do boast.
The lady of the house
Yvonne’s no pushover either
Done
the Argus, does Noosa
Full of Energy not taking a breather,
Got
weddings to plan
Not a moments rest,
Look
out Jarryd, Jess
She’s expecting the best.
So hurrah for these two yappies
fifty in years
courageous
with attitude
in laughter and tears,
Lastly a personal word
To the 100% man
I’m honoured, we’re privileged
You’re the best mate one can.
31 May 2008. Clive
& Bruce
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