They Must Have Herd Me Coming by Charles J Hannan From the house I bounded Wind and night upon me A warmth of covered alone Racing down the street Only streetlamps are awake My breath is getting faster As wheels whir my morning tune The cattails dance on roadside And crickets sing along Looking back for cars I find Only me here on my bike Gives me time to think of things And get caught up in deep thought On autopilot I dip down my usual path At the end of Balsh Rd. Right past the paster I jumped Just about out of my skin For on the other side of the fence I couldn't see a thing But damn sure heard a thrashing From the woken cows within 08/02/2004 Posted on 08/02/2004 Copyright © 2025 Charles J Hannan Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2025 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)