The Unfairness Of Angels

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When I was a little boy
My parents bought me a special toy
At least I think it was a toy?
Either way, it brought much joy
I already had a bicycle
But every time I rode, I'd fall
Dad said “until I grow into big boys trousers”
“You'll have to use these stabilizers”
I had never heard that word before
Although my vocabulary was good for 4
These weird looking things that gave great thrills
Curved metal rods with wheels
Attached to the back of my bikes back wheel
I remember a sense of freedom I did feel
Able to ride around the park, again and again
Amongst the giants of jogging men
They too went around the park
Even when it was getting dark
But I only went out when it was light
Mum said it was dangerous at night
I would ride to the shop
I used the breaks to stop
My dad would hang behind watching me
I felt the love of the family
Then one day
My Stabilizers went away
Dad said I could ride my bike without them
That I was now able to ride like men
Mum was really proud and so was Dad
My stabilizers, the best present I ever had!



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