Keep one eye on the traffic, your extremities on the controls. 

Keep the other eye upon the road, to avoid pesky potholes. 

They patch some up, as they appear, those cone and high-vis souls. 

But oh no, they open up again, just like “Whack A Moles”. 

It’s those evil motor vehicles, that starts the pothole’s seedings. 

Sometimes, I think holes are alive, with surreptitious breedings. 

And if you stuff a tyre, or maybe yet a wheel? 

You now have multi options, now’s not the time to squeal. 

It’s time to go to Grey Street and its high-tech traffic maze. 

Bring your trainers and your bike and have your fitness levels raise. 

A day or two of walking, cycling, will probably suffice. 

You can flex your mental muscles too, in figuring out the price. 

Now once you’ve quietly marvelled, at what your rates have wrought. 

You can ponder on priorities, in the planning of transport. 

Ron Taylor